"My lady, don't you think it's time we stepped out of the room to stretch your feet? No one has come looking for you." Sally had long grown tired of sitting around in Alessandra's bedroom doing nothing the entire day.
The silence was unbearable. From breakfast to near the time for dinner, Alessandra made the two of them stay locked away in her room.
Sally regretted telling Alessandra what she saw. "Aren't you bored?" She asked.
"Have you already forgotten I spent many years locked away in my bedroom? I am beyond the point of feeling bored. I told you there are books you can read or you could paint one of my canvases," Alessandra said whilst laying on her bed with her eyes closed.
"Your books are not entertaining and I do not know how to paint," Sally replied.
"You do not have to be good at painting to do it. You only need a vision, paint, brush, and canvas."
