CHAPTER 19
A distant whirring noise, more like the soft hum of a machine, slowly drifted into Sophia's ear being the first thing to greet her consciousness. A dull headache pulsed faintly around her head as she fluttered her eyelids open. White light flooded her visiosn harshly, causing her to squint her eyes wit a groan almost as soon as she opened them.
"Alas! Aurora is awake!" Someone shouted in an over the top gleeful British accent that you find in princess-y cartoons.
Sophia envisioned the speaker clasping her hands together and a pair wide rounded eyes peering down at her but meet her cousin's somewhat amused expression: eyebrows raised with a knot formed in the middle of her forehead, lips puckered to one corner and hands folded on top of her breasts.
"Paisley!" Sophia exclaim
