“Wake up! Cyra!”
The voice kept ringing loudly in her ears. She was trying to sleep but I wouldn’t go, she knew whose it was, it was going to be none other than Farima.
“Go away!” She said. She picked up a pillow and threw it on Farima.
“You better get you a*s up before Andreas married Aria, aww their names match.” Farima said. Cyra immediately picked up another pillow and threw it at her. Now, she was fully awake after heating Andreas name.
“Omg! I’m late” Cyra said in realization. Farima rolled her eyes as Cyra ran into the bathroom. She put on the shower and took a very quick back. Before she stepped out, she casted a spell that got her dressed into an average looking gown.
“Woah! My Queen!” Farima mocked as soon as she saw Cyra’s gown. Cyra rolled her eyes.
“Don’t forget that.
