Chapter 37

Lyra had just woken up when there was a soft knock on her door. She padded to the door and opened it. On the other side was a maid carrying a tray full of breakfast goodies. “Tracy?” Lyra asked, confused. “Good morning, Lyra,” Tracy replied enthusiastically. “Here’s your breakfast. Can I put it inside?” Lyra blinked and stepped aside. “Sure.” Tracy smiled and walked past her. Lyra shut the door and went after her. This had recently become the norm–the maids delivering her breakfast to her room. “You don’t have to do this,” Lyra told Tracy, as she had told many others countless times before. Ever since everybody knew she was the reason the king changed the laws concerning Omegas, she had been receiving such treatment. The servants around the palace treated her like their personal hero, serving her like royalty. “I don’t mind,” Tracy said, carefully arranging the breakfast on the table in Lyra’s room. “You have to go to school on time, so you can’t waste time going to the dining room. Ca