INSIDE THE NORTHERN PALACE.
The early evening breeze filtered through the windows of Rex's room.
Akira was on her knees scrubbing the edge of the floor with damp cloths,her arms aching and back stiff, she's been on the floor since the last two hours.
A small blister had already begun to form on the edge of one of her fingers.
Despite the blister,she didn't pause,she couldn't. She needs to be done with this before the arrogant brat comes back from whatever he'd left for.
She'd hate for him to meet her in his room knowing how much mockery she'd receive.
A few minutes ago she'd just finished sweeping the floor, beating out the thick woven rugs and arranging the whole place. It was scattered. Each item she picked up, anger surged through her chest but she kept reminding herself that
