Chapter 7

Today was the day to try dresses for the upcoming ball. Unfortunately, Harper wasn't looking forward to it.

Testing fabrics and getting free acupuncture by the dressmaker didn't sound like fun. Harper knew she would be injured, so she was unwilling to leave her bed.

She rolled around in the morning light. Birds were singing outside the castle, and Harper parted her lips in surprise. Saint was lying on his stomach in her kingsized bed.

Harper blinked in surprise and then blushed—that's right! How could Harper have forgotten?! She had given her bed to Saint, but somehow she had forgotten about it during a bathroom visit at night!

Now Harper was lying next to Saint, who still wasn't awake. His broad back was naked, and his thick hair fell into his face and hid his muscular arms. Yet there was no denying Saint had transformed from a skeleton into an intimidating behemoth.

Saint probably needed to turn a bit to get through doors now. He was a tank of a man, and Harper's heart gallope