The usual noises of carriages rolling down the busy streets of the capital of Avendelle that used to wake her up were replaced by warm and bright sunlight passing through those tall, glass windows of that spacious room.
The curtains were folded to the side, which allowed the morning sun to peek through and poke Amara's cheeks. She groaned from the bright surroundings and covered her eyes with her elbows.
'What time is it?' She asked herself. She moved over to the side of the bed where the sun hadn't yet reached and tried to sleep again.
However, the door burst open and the sounds of heels hitting the marble floor made her eyes fluttered open completely. She lifted her head from the pillows and found Celine peeking at her with a nice smile.
"It's time to wake up, Amara. Her Majesty the Queen anointed me temporarily to see your lessons and guide you with the proceedings inside the palace," Celine said and walked to the windows.
