Chapter 9
Tia
“Still abed, are we?” Some unknown—soon to be murdered—person zoomed around Tierney’s bedroom.
“Wa’s happening?” Tierney rolled over. “‘M ‘sleep. Come back later.”
“Princesses don’t lie in like spoiled courtiers. Not when there’s work to be done.” The curtains parted and blazing sunshine streamed across Tierney’s bed. The bed she was still trying to figure out how to take home with her.
“This princess is on vacation.” She ducked her head under the covers. “Be gone. Before I put the guard on you.”
“You say the funniest things.” The servant ripped the covers off the bed, and Tierney contemplated a beheading. That would teach this i***t not to interrupt her sleep. Not when she hadn’t had more than a few hours' rest.
“Come on.” The girl clapped her hands, her voice too bri
