Cindra’s POV
Sunlight speared through the window, slicing through the remnants of my troubled sleep. Before I could even blink, the door slammed open, and a grumpy voice cut through the air.
“Up, up, up!” Amelia, one of the maids, shouted, her voice vibrating with an unusual urgency. “All hands on deck, by order of the queen! Princess Kora arrives soon, and preparations are behind schedule.”
I sat up, blinking away the last vestiges of sleep. All hands on deck? Why did everyone keep arriving early? First, it was Knox, now Kora. Maybe everyone else just wanted to get this all over with as soon as possible.
I had half a mind to tell her I wasn’t doing a damn thing. I was a princess, not a servant, but what good would that do?
“You’ve got five minutes,” she hissed and left.
I shook my h
