The morning began just like any other. Delores bustled into the room, singing delightedly to wake her mistress from her deep slumber. Arabella moaned, throwing her hands across her face as the curtains were drawn open, letting the morning rays infiltrate the chamber.
“Delores please, another few moments!” The Princess moaned, tugging her blanket over her face.
She heard Delores tut, before saying, “Your Highness, your parents are here to see you. They are downstairs waiting.”
Arabella’s eyes widened, wondering what their business could be to come here so early, before leaping out her bed and rushing towards the bathroom. “Oh Goddess, Delores, quick! Help me get ready!”
Within a few minutes, the Princess was sufficiently dressed and prepared in order to welcome guests. She left her bed
