I awaken to the sound shuffling footsteps and rushing water filling the bathtub. Victoria comes into focus as I pull up on my elbows and watch her hang one of my emerald gowns on the door of the armoire. She tilts her head, comparing earrings and necklaces against the beaded fabric.
"Good morning," my voice squeaks and I give out a slight grunt to clear my throat.
Victoria jumps a little before bending into a deep bow, "Oh, good morning, your Highness," she looks up and smiles, "I hope you slept well."
"Yeah, I did," I lie. It took forever to fall asleep once the room went quiet and I was trapped with my own thoughts. I miss Dominic terribly and the next five days are going to be excruciatingly long.
"That is good to hear." She goes back to rushing around the room, "I've drawn you a
