When the sun came up, I was alone in my bed, Killian was already gone. I couldn't sleep even a little because I couldn't get out of the effects of anything I've been through since I came to this time. I never knew what would become of me.
Servants came in and out of my room for hours. I heard them talking to me and that there was going to be a big ball tonight, but I didn't care. All I did was stare at the wall across from me as I sat on my bed. They cleaned the room, they even cleaned me. They hung a dress on the door of my closet for me to wear to the evening ball, and they prepared everything themselves. They didn't ask me anything, they didn't care about my taste. All decisions about me belonged to them because princesses did not have the power to make decisions. Instead of pitying the princess who was imprisoned in the cave at that moment, I felt sorry for myself because I would have preferred to be in the cave instead.
