Her thoughts were interrupted by a sudden knock on her bedroom door, drawing her attention to the early morning intruder.
Right on schedule, the princess mused, her gaze flicking to the large round clock hanging on the opposite wall. Marianna, bringing the tincture to ease the symptoms.
She shifted under the heavy quilt and cleared her throat. "Come in," she called, her voice soft but steady.
Though her words seemed too quiet to carry through the closed door, it swung open almost immediately. To her surprise, it wasn't Marianna who entered but Kai, a small silver tray balanced in his large, pale hands.
He stepped inside almost unceremoniously, his strides loud and heavy as he approached her bed. A wide smile lit up his rested face, his every movement radiating calm confidence.
