“Good morning, Auntie!” I greeted cheerfully.
Aunt Disa, who was in her room, turned around and gave me a warm smile. I quickly stepped inside and closed the door behind me.
“You weren’t in your room last night,” Aunt Disa said bluntly.
I felt embarrassed and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.
“Yeah, about that...” I cleared my throat awkwardly. “I was with King Elijah.”
Aunt Disa didn’t say anything; she just made a slight ‘oh’ face before picking up her cup from the coffee table and taking a small sip.
“Did King Elijah tell you about being my tutor?” I asked, trying to change the subject.
“Actually, no. But King Elijah met with me this morning before he left with Beta Vincent.”
Yes, I had overslept because I couldn’t stop making out with the king most of the night. My face i
