Aysha's eyes opened.

"Oh, you're awake," Craytia said.

Aysha got up to see that she'd been laying on Craytia's lap the entire time. She yawned and stretched like a cat. She couldn't lie. For her to have slept that long, she must've been rather comfortable, because she didn't remember being too tired before they watched the movie.

"You slept through the last half of the movie, and lucky for you, I'm generous enough to let you have this day off. We won't do any training, but we will be heading out this afternoon for a party tonight."'

Aysha nodded, her head drooping down slightly. She yawned again and forced herself to get back. Aysha left the room and went back to her own bedroom. She needed to shower and change her clothes. Aysha scrubbed her eyes. She'd slept like a baby. So peacefully and so easily.

Aysha arrived at her room and opened the wardrobe, to see different clothes hanging inside. She pulled out blue jeans and a black hoodie. Something comfortable. She didn't see the point of wearing something stylish seeing as she was inside. She already knew that Craytia wanted to take her out for a shopping trip later on in the day. It had been so long she'd last gone on one. From Craytia's conversation with the mysterious woman, she wanted to see Aysha in a dress and Aysha would oblige. She didn't have anything against dresses. She found them to be beautiful articles of clothing and it would be nice to wear one even if it was simply to be Craytia's arm candy.

Aysha entered the shower and let the hot water roll down her skin. She loved the scorching feeling against her skin. Aysha closed her eyes and let all the doubts and worries momentarily fall away. Last night, she'd had a flashback and she had been so vulnerable.

So weak.

She had to be stronger. She hated the fact that on top of that, she'd even let Craytia see her in that state. Aysha put her head down away from the water and took a deep breath. There was a party tonight. If she was lucky, she could sifter some information from the old man without having to directly to work with him. If she was even luckier, she'd be able to avoid the Blood Trials altogether and put a stop to them. She only had a few more days left. She had to put everything into motion and she had to kill Craytia as soon as possible.

Aysha stepped out of the shower and changed. When she opened her bathroom door to step into her room, Craytia was sitting on her bed, legs crossed, a phone in hand, and a red leather handbag hanging from her arm.

Craytia looked up and stood when she noticed Aysha's presence. "Oh, good. You're finished. Is there anything you'd like to eat specifically or are you sure you'll be fine?"

"I'll eat," Aysha replied.

They walked to the kitchen where pancakes, orange juice, eggs, bacon, and maple syrup had been set on the table. Aysha sat down and filled her plate with a little bit of each. Aysha stopped and looked at Craytia who was sitting across from her. Craytia caught her eye and waved her hand in a dismissing motion.

"Relax, Aysha. You were in the shower for a while, so I had enough time to shower as well and eat."

Aysha nodded and went back to eating.

"I'm finished," Aysha said, her plate completely clear.

Craytia nodded and stood up. "Good. Let's go shopping."

They entered the garage as Craytia chose a red sports car. The car chirped as Craytia entered the driver's seat.

"What are you hoping to buy for the party?" Craytia asked, sparing a quick glance at her.

"A dress."

Aysha caught the glint in Craytia's eyes.

Good.

They arrived at a designer store with clothes Aysha knew she wouldn't have ever had enough credits to afford in her lifetime. They entered the store as Craytia dragged her hand to a certain part of the store. It was filled with beautiful, formal, dresses that hung on different racks. Aysha looked through different dresses as Craytia did the same piling a few on her arm.

Is she even looking at them or is she randomly grabbing them? Aysha wondered, until one specific dress caught her eye.