Rose stepped into the crown prince's room and quickly looked around to ensure she was alone. She wouldn't make the same mistake as last night. A quick scan across the room told her that she was indeed alone.
Thrice in a row. The crown prince has requested her every night now. Would there be a night he wouldn't call her? Sure, the first night might have been all her, but didn't he need to take a break? Rose looked around as she tried to keep her thoughts on her surroundings and not on how libidinous the crown prince was.
Rose felt out of place as she stood, unsure of what to do. It was odd that she still felt the same way even though she had been in the room multiple times already. However, Rose knew it wasn't just in this room she felt out of place—she felt odd in the castle as a whole. Her room felt too big for her, and things around here were very different.
