Time passed and dinner was finally over. I was so tired. I could not tell if it was from the travel or from constantly seeing Tristan, without shame, looking at the maid who cleaned the same corner for so long. Why was she there, anyway? I felt the urge to send her away but I did not want to do things in excess and I also did not want to anger Tristan so I had to maintain my cool. I still did not see her face but I was certain I would, one day. I just could not wait to see my rival.
“Would you like to play a game with me?” Brittany suddenly suggested, drawing me out of my thoughts.
“I would love to but I am very tired and stressed out, can we play the game tomorrow?” I pleaded with her. Truthfully, I was very tired and stressed out that all I wanted to do was collapse on my bed and fall asleep as even tomorrow was going to be an even more stressful day. It was going to be a long day.
“Let her rest. The journey from today must have been so tiring for her so I believe she would be extremely tired. Besides, tomorrow is going to be a long day for her.” The Queen buttressed my point.