Elizabeth

(chapter originally by Phantom Pen on writing.com)

It was early in the morning when Elizabeth left the Velvet Room.

That was when her master was least active. It made going out worlds easier. Nighttime? Forget it. She could take a risk every so often, but by and large, it was a bad idea.

Despite every part of her saying that going out and about without company was a disastrous idea, she had enjoyed her travels with the Arisato youth far too much to not do a little exploring of her own.

Elizabeth adjusted her dress with one hand, and her ever-present grimoire with the other.

She knew JUST where to go for a good time.

With a cool smile, the woman boldly exited the blue doorway and went straight to...