Aniya blinked, confused until she realized that the covers had slipped away from her body and her breasts had managed to find their way out of her blouse while she slept. She quickly tucked them away, adjusting her dress.
After the guard had helped her to her room, she had started preparing to express her milk but strangely, she had fallen asleep.
Ula must be gone by now.
Aniya got out of bed to help the man on the floor. When she extended her hand to him, he took it but ensured that he kept his gaze to the floor.
“Who are you?”
“A omega, a servant. I saw nothing—”
“It is safe to look up.”
He did. Blood was running down the side of his face, the black curls that fell over his forehead hiding the cut away. He was just a little taller than she was, and he looked like he was around the same age as she was. Hiis clothes were enough to tell of his status, he also had the leanness of a servant.
