Sunlight spilt into the room. The curtain fluttered lightly as the wind whistled. A soft groan was heard within the walls. He slowly opened his gold eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.
He was exhausted to his bones. His entire body felt completely spent out. The prince found something odd about the room, more precisely the bed.
He could hear soft breaths which his brain didn't register at first until he felt something soft move closer to him. He abruptly sat up, and the covers over his waist fell.
His eyes instantly drew to the slender figure fast asleep by his side. His jaw clenched, noticing they were both naked. His eyes turned sharp; he could recognise her and not just that, he thought it was all planned.
This wasn't his first time being drugged as a prince. He had avoided these situations perfectly but not this time around. He always felt something strange about the lady who begged for his help and kept glancing in his direction during the banquet.
