Gabriel had just finished tying his candy cane ascot and looked at the clock on his night-stand, seeing that it was 8:00 AM, and he left his bedroom and went to Nathalie's room, softly knocking on the door. Waiting. There was no answer so he softly opened the door, seeing that Nathalie was still sleeping, curled up into a little ball, her covers kicked off, and shivering. He walked over to her and pulled her blanket back up on her shoulders and she relaxed a bit. He looked guiltily at her, knowing if it weren't for the miraculous, she would have been up before he was, and he brushed a strand of hair off of her face and she twitches, her eyelids flickering.
"hnm?" She mumbles and Gabriel grabs her glasses and gently puts them on her face.
"S-sir what are you doing here-?" She says, confused.
Gabriel tries to think of the right words. "Well I presume you know about the gala coming up that's being hosted by Audrey Bourgeois-"
Nathalie cuts him off, "And I assume as usual you aren't going?"
Gabriel gets slightly annoyed by how much he wishes that was true. "No, so far I will be."
Nathalie's eyebrows go up bit and she lets him continue.
"But...." He looks at the turned-off heart monitor and then back at Nathalie, "I was wondering if-and only if-you are feeling well enough that day, that you would like to come, too? You seem to be the only person capable of telling off Audrey."
Nathalie blushes a bit. "Of course, sir." She nods with her usual expressionless face. "But why are you asking this ea-" She looks at the clock. "Why are you asking me now? Why didn't you wait until I was awake?" She pushes her glasses up and rubs her eyes, then pulls them back down.
"If it were normal circumstances, you would have been up at least an hour ago...How are you feeling?"
"Just fine, sir." She tries to reassure him with a small smile.
"And I hope it stays that way, My Nathalie." He says as he puts his hand over hers, and they stay like that for a minute, just staring into each others eyes.
"Well, we have work to do sir, so we should get started." Nathalie says, opening the drawer of her nightstand and grabbing her tablet.
Gabriel nods and walks to the door, grabbing the handle and then stopping and looking back at her. "Don't overwork yourself, Nathalie."
She nods at him, turning on her tablet and he leaves, gently closing the door behind him.
YOU ARE READING
The Gala
RomanceCOVER ART NOT MINE!!!!!!!!!! Gabriel and Nathalie attend a gala/ball, despite Nathalie needing crutches, and still being very ill from the events of Miracle Queen.
