~~ELLIE~~
The room temperature was moderately cold; my room was much colder, so why was I shivering like I'd been stuffed in a freezer?
The room Marc picked was a beautiful one, quite quaint—like one of the rooms in a fashionable marquis’s home. Well, Marc's home was unexpectedly like the house from a Regency romance movie. The walls were white, the curtains silk gold with brown embroidery. There was a large bed with white and grey sheets in the middle; the bed frame was rich mahogany.
By the side was a large mirror with a golden frame.
I walked toward it slowly and nearly gasped at the sight of my own reflection.
I looked… different—not necessarily in a bad way. I'd never imagined myself in a uniform. I'd never worn one. Professors didn't teach schoolgirls, but many weird things were
