It was only a few minutes after six in the morning when I wake up, I immediately prepared though I was still feeling sluggish from lack of sleep.
How can I sleep last night?
When all that's running in my head was the death of Ronan and most especially, the ever so charming King Marcus himself.
And the Kiss...
I roughly shook my head before jumping off my bed. I head straight to the bathroom and took a warm shower before slipping to a tight leggings and an over sized T-shirt. I just let my long balck hair down, allowing it to dry.
I took one glance to my reflection in the mirror before heading out.
The Grand Dining Hall was quieter than usual this morning, though that didn't make it any less imposing. My eyes shifted to the long wooden table, adorned with silver plates and glasses, I smiled as I saw the morning light stretched across the room through the tall stained-glass windows.
My smile grew even begger as the scent of roasted meat and fresh bread filled the air.
