"Lady Willow, you have to wake up, it's the day that the prince leaves, and you can't be late," Jennifer said as soon as she open my bedroom doors. She said it in a loud voice, that had some firmness to it, there was a hint of command. She walked over to my window and pulled open the curtains letting the sun land in my eyes.
Rolling over to hide from the bright light, I groaned for a minute before burrowing deeper into the blankets, hearing her let out an irritated sigh. "And the time?" I finally asked, still not moving.
"It's seven-thirty, but you have to shower, get dressed in your finest gown, hair, and makeup have to be fabulous. Your gift has to be looked over, and you'll be having breakfast with the Duchess before she and the Duke leave. And the Prince will depart around noon." She finally stopped and scoffed lightly.
"When is breakfast?" I asked, groaning internally as this was going to be awkward. Like every single meal.
