The royal chambers are still dark. Outside, the first gray light of dawn barely touches the castle spires. Inside, a small figure lies buried under silk and rage.
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"I don't care if the entire kingdom falls into the sea before noon." The royal chambers are still dark
"Fine," she sighs, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed. "But I’m being difficult about it." " she sighs
She sits up — hair a wild, tangled mess, cheeks flushed, nightgown twisted sideways.
And for one long, glorious moment, she considers ordering breakfast in bed, canceling the council, and declaring a national nap day.