Mira POV
I woke up rubbing my eyes slowly. I looked behind me out of habit, expecting to see Magnus Thorn like yesterday.
But the room was empty.
I sat on the bed, scratched the back of my head, and let out a hot sigh.
"I feel filthy…"
A middle aged woman entered. Her beauty had not faded. She stopped in front of me and smiled calmly.
"Good morning, little one."
I looked at her sharply and asked rudely,
"Who are you?"
She answered calmly,
"I am Maria. The king’s personal designer."
"So?" I said without interest.
She smiled, firm but polite.
"You are rude, girl. But anyway, I am here to take your measurements since Maya could not."
I sighed in boredom.
"Oh God… why can you not understand that I want nothing? I am leaving this place."
She sat beside me, her voice calm but str
