AVA'S POV
Today I wake up to another old maid drawing drapes away from my bedroom windows. The sun beams brightly through the window blurring my vision. Going back to sleep proves impossible. I wonder how she even got in here. I am so sure I locked the door before going to bed last night.
Isn't she supposed to wait until I am awake? But since I arrived here yesterday I have noticed that servants here are being treated with too much respect such that they have the guts to answer back or advice a royal. I swear when I am the queen I'll suck any of them that dares disrespect or one that isn't submissive enough.
I yawn, My eyelids still feeling heavy.
"Good morning my lady?" She mumbles nervously when she notices I am awake. She goes ahead to clean up, folding the clothes I had on yesterd
