Tarah stirred as she slowly opened her eyes, blinking at the unfamiliar ceiling before her. Not that she wanted to wake up, however. She felt so comfortable in her current position that she had an urge to not move at all and sleep more. However, seeing the unfamiliar ceiling above her prompted her to rise from the bed.
"You're finally awake."
Ezekiel's voice echoed in the room, and she quickly turned to locate its source. Locking her eyes on his form, he was currently standing on the balcony under the glowing moonlight.
"Your Highness, I apologize… I slept…" she timidly murmured as she quickly got out of the comfortable bed. Glancing around the extravagant chamber, with its masculine aura and design, she could already tell it was the prince's room.
