The palace is quiet as Daphne slips out, stifling a yawn as she trots down the front steps, her bag slung over her shoulder and a portfolio clutched in her arms. She shivers a bit in the cold as she hails a cab from the busy street in front of her, sending one last wistful look at the sleeping palace before she climbs into the car. Because she left too early to say a proper goodbye – everyone’s still asleep after the late night last night. But Daphne has an early train to catch home for the holiday, and an errand to run first.
Daphne smirks as she settles into the back of the cab, thinking about how Ariel didn’t come to bed last night – didn’t even make an appearance before sneaking out to Jackson’s room. It’s a shame, really, that Daphne didn’t get to say goodbye to her but…well, she un
