[ Jefferson had been trying to become acquainted with as many people as he could and get as much information as possible, but his eyes never strayed from his little girl for long. It had been a bit difficult to even let go of her hand once they'd arrived, but he knew he couldn't stifle her and make her stay in one place the whole time. Curiosity was born into her, after all.
When she'd gone to "rest her eyes" he'd had a feeling she wouldn't stay awake for long, and the way her breathing adjusted to that of someone in slumber proved that. He politely excused himself from whomever he'd been speaking with and made his way over to her with a gentle smile on his face. He hated to wake her, but a table was hardly a suitable place to sleep. He carefully lifted part of her hood, assuming its absence would rouse her awake. ]
I think it may be time for a certain sleeping beauty to reunite with her bedchamber.
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When she'd gone to "rest her eyes" he'd had a feeling she wouldn't stay awake for long, and the way her breathing adjusted to that of someone in slumber proved that. He politely excused himself from whomever he'd been speaking with and made his way over to her with a gentle smile on his face. He hated to wake her, but a table was hardly a suitable place to sleep. He carefully lifted part of her hood, assuming its absence would rouse her awake. ]
I think it may be time for a certain sleeping beauty to reunite with her bedchamber.