ARIA.
"The King wants you to join them for breakfast in the dining room," Daneesha said to me as she walked into the room with empty hands.
From where I sat on the couch, I twisted my body to look at her in confusion. "Them? Do you mean him and Sheila? So she can have my head served on a platter?"
Daneesha spluttered a laugh and came to sit beside me. "I don't think she's going to do that."
"I think she would. She hates me with all her might. She wouldn't even mind driving a knife through my neck." I replied before pushing to my feet. "I will not be having breakfast then. I might have brunch in two hours. I would love to sleep."
"The King said it is an order. I would be punished if you turned him down." She shrugged. "I'm sorry but I don't want to get on the King's bad side because m
