(Mylay's POV)
I woke up to someone in our room opening the curtains. I was wrapped in Quame's arms and realized we weren't at home but still in the palace. Who the hell sends someone into people's rooms to wake them up like this? "Good morning, madam," the young lady said as she made a slight bow. "Morning," I croaked out, still half asleep.
"The Queen Mother has requested your presence for breakfast in her chambers in thirty minutes. I am here to assist you in any way you need to get ready," she stated cheerfully. "Um, I am pretty sure I can get ready on my own. Thanks," I told her as I tried to pull myself from Quame's death grip. "No problem, I will be back in a half-hour to escort you to her chambers," she stated with a bow as she exited the room.
I finally got away from Quame' an
