Annie's POV
Brenda never returned, and I awoke cold and shuddering. However I realized the room wasn't cold, and I was buried underneath the blanket. So I asked why I was conscious at a particularly inconvenient time and freezing. Throwing the blankets back, I got up.
It was as yet dim outside, and I asked why Brenda wasn't back. Choosing to check whether she slept off in the servant's rooms ground floor, I stretched and yawned; I scoured my arms, attempting to warm them, and held the door handle just when I curved it, weight was against it, and it flew toward me. I hopped back to see the King out of nowhere spread on the floor. His eyes flew open, and he snarled, reeling forward prior to freezing as he turned and spotted me.
I made a stride back, asking why he was resting up against th
