It's been three days since the king left, and I haven't quite left the seventh floor yet. I only wandered around the hallway since everything I needed was already here for me, so I didn't see the need to go downstairs.
Most importantly, I wasn't in the mood for another feeble encounter with Anastasia or Saoirse, so I remained locked up in my room, spending the day bathing, eating, watching TV, and sleeping, repeating it again the next day.
Just like the past two days, I was resting on the couch, watching my favourite soap opera, when I heard a knock on the door before it was pulled open and Neve stuck her head inside with a smile on her face.
"Hi."
"Hi."
"I wanted to see if you were still breathing, seeing as you locked yourself indoors since Orpheus left," she says, walking in a
