Annie's POV
I had no memory concerning the rest of the trip, coming to the hotel, or being laid on this bed. I looked at the King who was talking on the telephone. I was busting and needed to pee. I pondered where the servant’s restroom was located. The King strolled to the bar ice chest prior to approaching me. He gave me a jug of water. I set it adjacent to me, its briskness making the desire to pee multiple times more awful. The King watched me briefly and addressed somebody on the telephone. He then, at that point, hung up the telephone and put it on the bedside table.
"What's up?" he asked as he turned around to confront me.
"Is there a servant’s restroom? I need to pee," his eyebrows raised, and he looked at the restroom behind him.
"Restroom is in that area. Why would you use a
