Clara’s pov
After hours of the grand royal tour with Kai, the prince hybrid and unofficial palace GPS—I was this close to asking if the palace came with a personal scooter. My feet were throbbing like they had beef with me. These marble floors weren’t made for regular folks. Nope. They were meant for floating royals who probably never had to walk a day in their life.
Just as I was about to throw myself dramatically onto one of the hallway benches like a Shakespearean heroine, a soft knock interrupted my thoughts.
A maid stepped forward, bowing her head slightly. “My lady Clara, your room has been prepared.”
I blinked at her with a smirk. “Finally. I thought I was going to die in the hallway and haunt this place as a tired ghost.”
Kai chuckled beside me. “Don’t mind her. She’s always t
