Breakfast With The Kings

Ira's Pov

I step out of the massive bath tub and wrap a towel around my shivering body. The water was cold and I wish I didn't have to bathe. I was brought to this opulent chambers that I suspect belonged to queen Andria and I am beyond disgusted. The massive bed smells of her perfumes and the closet is full of her exquisite dresses. I slept on a chair near the fireplace just to avoid the breathing in her odour.

I may be the unwanted, ugly commoner here but I find evil more repulsive. However the world seems to disagree so far.

I wonder where they are keeping her as she waits for them to drain my blood. Now that Lior seemed to have given up on helping me I am most desperate to find my own way out of this beautiful hell. The servants are yet to speak about the secret entrance again in my presence. They still look down on me so I am confident that they will keep talking about their secrets without minding my presence.

I walk back to the bedroom where the two servants wait and slip my