~DORIAN’S POV~
I wake up beside the little lamb. Her leg is resting on my thigh and her hand on my cheek. How did I reach her bedroom? I just remember getting intoxicated while sitting alone in the dining hall.
Unwilling to wake her up, I tenderly remove her leg and hand away from me. Then, I get out of her bed and move carefully to the exit, trying not to create any disturbance.
Carefully then I move down the staircase to get to my bedroom which was located on the ground floor. Since it’s too early in the morning, probably five o’clock, I am not expecting anyone to spot me. How wrong can I be, almost every time?
A smirking Martha comes my way. She looks at my clothes and drowsy face and comments, “Were you sleeping in Cecilia’s room?”
“No, I just went to check up on her in the mo
