Chapter Eleven

Third Person POV

The sun rays made their way into the room, striking her eyes causing them to flutter open. She didn't know when she slept off yesterday but she had this headache like that of a hangover.

"What happened to me?"

She questioned herself still trying to get back to sleep. Even though she just woke up, she felt tired and stressed and she wondered whether she was run over by a truck yesterday.

"Good morning Miss Blaine. How was your sleep?" Triss entered her room, carrying a large tray of food that was meant for her.

"I feel like I have been run over by a truck."

"Aww sorry, ma'am. I hope this meal will make you feel better."

"I hope so too. What did you bring?"

"I made you coffee. I don't know how you like your coffee so instead of putting in the sugar and milk, I brought them to you so you can make it how you prefer it. I also made you some fruit salad, a toast, and a sandwich. I don't know