TATIANA LORIEL
Thankfully, no one discovered her identity, and she was able to safely go back to her room before the afternoon tea. Tatiana realized that she wasn’t going to do that again any time soon, especially when Bjorn is around.
The next day, she was sleeping on her bed like a starfish, and her leg was outside of the blanket. Some of the pillows were scattered on the floor, and she was lying diagonally on the bed.
“It is time to wake up!”
She jumped from her bed in surprise when the door to her bedroom was flung open. She landed on her feet and stood in a defensive position, her hands in front of her ready to karate chop anyone who came near. Her eyes were still half open and her hair was pointing out in different directions.
“Who’s there?! Who’s there?!” she said in the ale
