As Tianshi Xue was still not done with her tantrum from this morning because of the bathroom, she was stuck inside her room. She didn't want to go out, swallow her pride, and ask for food.
"To hell with the prince," she muttered under her breath. What did she expect from him anyway? He was The Conqueror. He burned down cities and took its people as slaves.
She twisted and turned on her bed again, wanting to ignore the pain on her neck. The bag was too high and hard to be used as a pillow, not to mention, it had about a dozen of buckles that bumped with her head. When she took the clothes out, it was too low.
Besides, she could not sleep with just one pillow! She needed at least two. She needed something to hug and put her feet on, and then the one beneath her head. The mattress did not help either. She might as well just lay down the floor.
Can I survive a week without sleep? she asked herself. I think I could.
