Eleanore turned her gaze to her left, where a huge single bed was prepared for her, it looked very comfortable and from nowhere looked like a couch.
"I was surprised when you didn't come yesterday. Turns out you are truly trying to get over me, but it looks like you can't get over that night." He said, raising his head up after, reading the last word on the document he was holding. On seeing her standing at the foot of the door, he brought together his eyebrows, puzzled by this action.
"I understand that you want to get over this, however I feel you should give yourself some time."
"Why are you suddenly being so—- nice?" Eleanore only wanted to say that to herself but somehow she had said it out loud. She immediately realized that she had made a mistake from the puzzled look that Caelestis flashed at her.
"I— I mean, thanks." Eleanore tried to end her conversation as she advanced to the bed called couch, by the grand duke, to lay down and finally grab some sleep.
