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I awoke to a gentle knock on my door and Adelais’s smug face as she wandered into the room with a tray. After placing it on the nearby table, she moved to the windows and parted the curtains, filling the room with sunshine. I squinted against the brilliant rays as I pushed myself up in the bed to sit.
“The palace has been alive with rumors of you and the prince being out late last night,” she remarked with a snort as she turned to look at me. I pushed the covers away and slid my feet to the floor. As I walked to the table, I kept my attention focused on the contents on the tray. Adelais crossed the room with a sigh and muttered,
“Do you have nothing to say for yourself?”
I ignored her question completely and gestured to the cup on the tray.
“What is this?”
“Spice tea,” she replied
