Chapter Eighteen:
Spending time with Prince Jaeden’s personal assassin.
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Arth Margaux Wfauzhle’s Point of View
It was still dark when I opened my eyes.
Then eventually squinting them as I try to get a better view of the room. Aside from the darkness, the deafening silence also welcomed my ears. Reaching out a hand to rub the sleep away from my eyes, my vision adjusted in such a haste.
As it did, I gazed around the room before I turned on the lamp on my bedside table. Upon opening the lamp, it dawned on me that I was entirely alone in such a huge chamber. I have the queen sized bed all to myself and my room also has a huge sofa at the end of the bed and a mini table and chairs at the side. I think about 20 people can fit in here. Despite that comforter keeping me warm, I still felt c
