It was at the crack of dawn that a maid knocked on my door, I was startled awake, the sun was barely out yet.
Why was someone knocking on her door, Arianna thought. She turned to find Artemis's bed empty like it had been for the past days, but Artemis doesn't knock she barges in.
And now after one hour I am in the drawing room of the grand castle of Duke Alaric Thornwood.
As the first light of dawn pierced through the curtains, a faint knock echoed through the room, rousing me from my slumber. Startled and disoriented, I sat up, my gaze flickering around the room. With the sun only just beginning to cast its pale light, the intrusion felt both unexpected and urgent.
My mind whirred with curiosity and concern. Why would someone be knocking on my door at this early hour? Blinking away the remnants of sleep, I couldn't shake the sense of unease that settled upon me.
