I woke up feeling drained.
“And the beast awakens.” Nophe stood at the entrance of my closet seemingly putting away my laundry but undoubtedly snooping. “It’s already past lunchtime in case you were wondering.”
Looking around my room I frowned. “What happened?”
“You passed out, that gorgeous Prince was worried sick once again.” She sent me a sly grin. “He would’ve barged in here if I hadn’t stopped him,” She motioned to my bed. “I changed the covers for you. You made quite a mess last night I’m afraid.”
My cheeks flushed and I fell back onto my pillows staring up at the canopy. I remember when I forced my dad to add it to my bed frame when I was eight because I wanted to feel like a Princess.
“Where’s Atlas?”
“Everyone’s getting ready for dinner. He said to tell you that ‘under no c
