Merylle's POV
"Oh my sh*t!" I softly cursed. I pulled out the clock necklace that I hid under my pocket. I checked the time and I realized it was past 5.
"Why? It's not 6 yet," Arnia answered when she saw my reaction.
I immediately get up from the ground and shove off the grasses and mud stuck on my dress.
"Have you forgotten I'm not a vampire? It would take me almost an hour before I could reach the palace!" I hiss.
"That's not a problem. Luther here can help you," Kriza shrugged her shoulder and jumped off from a tree.
I look at Luther. He sighed. He give me his back and knelt on his left foot. "Hop on," he said.
Since I don't want to be late, I hopped on his back without a second doubt. "How I wish I am also a slave of the King..." My brows furrowed from what Kriza said and so
