While the entire capital was gripped in terror about what evil schemes the witch was up to, inside the tall tower still emitting thick black smoke, there was one poor princess who was sitting amidst the mess she created in the kitchen, her dirty face almost on the verge of crying.
(Seren's POV)
"Ahh! These boring books. Why do I have to even read them?" I closed the book in my hand and leaned back in the chair.
With no one to talk with, I had nothing else to do other than be in my bedchamber and stare out from the window. I did try reading some of the latest geography and history books sent by my father, which I found boring. I wasn't in a mood to tend to my garden nor paint.
However, there's nothing else here I could entertain myself with, so I was stuck reading these books.
Leaning back further in the chair, I closed my eyes, only to hear something annoying.
Rumble!
