[Poggio]

Robin peeked around to his roommates room but he wasn't in there. He noticed the bathroom door shut and wasn't aware that his roommate might have lacked the ability to hear him. Pressing one ear against the door, he listened, somewhat immediately mistaking the halfhearted sounds from the bathroom as throwing up. Robin scurried away from the door before his sneeze made his presence known. He returned later when he had not seen his roommate and slipped a note under the bathroom door that read: There is soup for you on the stove. Sorry for making you sick. He scurried away from the bathroom, wrapping himself in a blanket and taking root on the couch. His fingers chipped away at his paper until he grew tired. Eventually Robin found his way to the book that was resting on the coffee table.

Robin awoke with a dreadful start. He shivered uncontrollably. Some one had left the window open. As he sat up, flakes of snow fell from his body piling up on the bed. He pushed the blankets aside to reach for the window latch when a curious sight caught him. The elegant woman from last night was riding off in a sleigh. A gentle hand reached out and caressed the cheek of some one riding in the sleigh with her. He wrapped his fingers around her hand kissing her palm. It was the Prince. His Prince. “JERIAL!”. In his panic, Robin scurried out the window, hoping to reach the two. He did not want the prince to leave him.