RHEA'S POV
Waking up to voices whispering close to me, I looked up to see myself laying under an unfamiliar ceiling. I sat up
and scanned the room to find Esmeralda and the blue-eyed girl from earlier staring at me with smiles on their faces.
"Rhea, I'm so glad you are okay," Esmeralda said as they moved closer to the seat on each side of the bed.
My brain was still trying to register where I was as my eyes scanned the room. My eyes caught a large portrait of Esmeralda on the left side of the room and dozens of Tiara on a wooden shelf beside it. The King sized bed was covered in gold and white sheet with a large piece of golden-coloured cloth forming a triangle with the bed.
"Is this your room?" I turned to her.
"Yes. You passed out earlier when you got crowded by too many people, remember?" she asked.
"Yeah." I haven't spent a full day there and it was already a fucking disaster. That was enough reason for me to conclude that accepting this marriage was a bad idea.
