Charlotte Santiago's POV.
"Who is it?" I asked. "This is the royal assistant, My lady," he announced himself.
I froze hearing his voice and I made a silent prayer. Knowing nothing good comes out of his visit.
He always comes around whenever the king wants me to serve him, and that night shouldn't be the day. I swallowed nervously.
"Come in," I stood up waiting for him to enter. "My lady," he bowed. I did the same.
"You are here," I said, which was a question. "Yes, My lady, His Majesty would like to have a word with you," he said.
"Tonight?" I asked. My palm was already sweating profusely. 'Why will he want to see me?' I mulled it over in my head.
"Yes, My lady," he replied. "Okay, I will be there," I said.
"Then, I will go now," he bowed and left the room. I sighed heavily after
