Chapter 17: Had she fallen to the Werewolf Prince?

Akari woke later that evening, sticky and sore and all alone. She sat up and stretched, trying to get the kinks out of her back. She didn’t feel too bad, considering, though she was a little achy.

And very hungry.

A soft knock came on the door and before she could answer, it opened to admit two young women. They came in and bowed respectfully to her and the oldest one stepped to the foot of the bed. “Consort Akari, may we draw a bath for you?”

“Sure, I guess so,” Akari said, shrugging and pulling her robe around her more securely. She wasn’t used to servants, and it would take some getting used to. “I’d really like a snack, though, before dinner. Can you get me something while I’m bathing? Please. And where are my servants?”

“They’ve gone down to the docks to get the rest of your luggage.” She bowed and then bustled into the bathroom, where Akari could hear the water running for her bath. The hot water would feel good and she couldn’t wait to get some of the