The next morning, I slowly opened my eyes, stretching out the aches and soreness from yesterday. I sat up and rubbed my temples, trying to shake off the tiredness I felt.
Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door.
"Brianna?" Anthony’s voice called softly through the door, and I heard his light tap again.
“Come in,” I said, trying to shake off the last of the sleep as he stepped inside. The triplets entered inside. To my surprise, they looked serious.
Anthony cleared his throat. “Father has summoned us all to the boardroom,”
The words jolted me fully awake. The king obviously didn't summon people lightly, and I could tell from the tension in the room that this wasn’t just some routine meeting. My pulse quickened, and my mind raced. Does this have to do with me? Did I do something?
Qui
