“Cassandra?”
She slowly awoke to the sound of Nebora’s voice. The servant was crouching down next to her by the bedside.
“It’s past dinner time. Do you want to eat something?”
Cassandra frowned and slowly sat up, holding the bed sheets to cover her naked body. She looked around, the fur cloak was neatly folded and laid at the foot of the bed and several candles were lit, illuminating the room in the pitch black evening. He was gone.
“Is it very late?”
“No, but the night falls early here. His Highness left two hours ago,” said Nebora.
“Where to?”
“Probably to see the Army of The East. He usually goes to see his men as soon as he gets here.”
Cassandra blushed, she was obviously the reason he hadn't gone right away this time. Nebora cleared her throat, a bit embarrassed for a few seco
