Midnight
In one of the chambers of the entire palace, a room was lighted with a lady doing her work on the desk.
Her eyes were in the direction of the window which was half opened and slow winds blew from outside. Cold breezes were hitting her face while she typed with a resolute expressions.
But then there was a knock on the door which drew her attention.
Removing her spectacles, she kept them on the desk and stopped her work. The frown on her forehead was replaced with a relaxed expression as she switched from her serious aura.
"You can always step inside without permission, brother." The voice was calm and sweet.
Meanwhile, Arthur walked in the room where he saw Ava's back. She closed her laptop and turned around as her face came into his view.
The same expressions, the same nature, and every inch. The face was without any makeup and for a split second, Arthur knew he had fallen deep into the land of thoughts.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!