17

Everything became bland again when morning came. It’s as if no one tried to kill me last night.

I haven’t seen Vaughn yet after he left with my attacker. Riain still stopped by a while ago to rant about how his servants ruined his morning. Apparently, he wanted a vanilla bath, but they gave him a rose and milk bath.

Having to endure hearing him rant about baths, I became hyperaware of how I badly needed one.

Minutes after he left, the mean prince and his troops came. We held eye contact for a while before I broke it and glared some place else. I really hope he can feel my hatred from miles away.

Seriously? Can’t he be brave and kill me head on? He really had to order someone to do dirty jobs for him.

There must have been an event today at the palace since everyone left earlier than usual. That means I can loosen the ropes and stretch for a bit.

I guess I’m really back to this routine again.

Well, until I complained about everything going back to normal.

Today, I had an unusual