Chapter 8 CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER EIGHT

ZARIA’S POV

I felt something shining bright into my eyes, making me lazily open them, with a loud yawn.

“Good morning, Your Grace,” I heard Elara’s voice, as she opened the window.

“Good morning, Elara,” I said, turning to face the other side of the room.

My eyes still feel heavy,...

Login and Continue Reading