I wake up alone.
The bed was utterly cold. I had only a few moments of clarity before the maids stormed the room, claiming that I had been summoned for breakfast. By the King.
I stayed in instead, defying the order. He is not my King. No one tells me what to do in this foreign land.
I didn't ask about Rune either. I didn't wish to know. Waking up alone was a loud enough message. He's back to being the bastard that he is, and frankly, I was too tired to care, to hungry to think. There was fatigue in my bones and I wanted nothing more than to close my eyes.
So I buried my head in the soft, fluffy pillows and drifted off into dreamless sleep.
Upon awakening the following day, shouts reverberate outside my door. Squinting, I witness the door being violently flung open, and my mother sto
