28

Amelia

Days here seemed to go slow, but I had found ways to keep myself busy.

I lay in my bed, engrossed in a book, I heard a faint creak from the door. Startled, I turned my head to see Alaric, the king I loved , sneaking into my room. I couldn't help but arch an eyebrow at him, my curiosity piqued.

"Alaric, how on earth did you manage to sneak into my room? You're the king, for goodness sake! Someone would easily notice!" I exclaimed, a mix of surprise and amusement in my voice.

With a mischievous grin on his face, he replied, "Ah, my dear Amelia, I have my ways. A king must keep his skills sharp, you know. Besides, I simply couldn't resist the opportunity to see you."

I couldn't help but chuckle at his audacity. "Well, you certainly have a knack for surprises, Alaric. But what brings you here in the dead of night? Shouldn't you be attending to your royal duties?"

He took a seat on the edge of my bed, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Ah, my dear, it's the upcoming herbal tea co