The Princess woke up the next morning alone in bed. Raziah's heart clutched as a heavy pain washed over her when she couldn't find Aragon next to her. She was naked under the sheets, and didn't want to believe all what happened was just a dream.
Before she could even settle down and give it more thought, the feeling overwhelmed her and tears began to run down her eyes. Quickly, she jumped down from the bed and threw her cupboard open, picked up a dress, and threw it over her head.
She didn't care what anyone thought anymore. Not even herself.
She was heading to Erandell today to see Aragon.
Her heart knew she couldn't spend another day without seeing it. It was gotten to a point of impossibility.
Without even looking at the mirror to see if she was looking good enough to leave her room, she ran toward the door only to screech to a halt when the door flew open and Aragon came in pushing a table of dishes.
