“Your Highness! Your Highness!”
Everard heard a loud knock on the door, accompanied by the stern voice of Jerome. He grimaced in irritation and shouted, “I heard you the first time, Jerome. I will get up. Now, for heaven’s sake, please leave me alone for a while!”
“I’ve already given you enough time, Your Highness.” Jerome kept on banging on the door and then shouting from outside, “Now, you cannot go back to sleep again. It’s 8 AM already. You will have to start getting ready. We have to leave for the Great Hall in an hour. The public has started to pour inside the hall to witness your coronation. We shouldn’t make them wait on the very first day of your official reign.”
“Ugh! Alright, alright! I didn’t know that you could pester someone this much.” Everard slipped out of his bed even though he was still feeling like curling inside his bed for the rest of the day.
