“Brother, I cant sleep...” Whispering lightly as she looked at his face Angelina jumped as the thunder rang though the estate.
Astre was up in the library, trying to see if maybe reading some books would finally tire him for the night. It was just one of those where he just couldn’t sleep. Could it be he was avoiding nightmares?
Eyeing his sister, the young Earl closes his book and motions to the chair across his. “You can sit with me if you’d like.”
Walking over to the chair across from him she proceeded to drag it around the table to the side of him. Seating herself she then nestled unto his arm with a light cooing sound, “Best brother ever...” Yawning lightly as her eyes grew heavy Angelina was soon on the verge of sleep with him as comfort from the storm.
