Chapter 7.

Jasmine. The morning came quicker than I had expected, the sun peeked through the clouds and the rays managed to creep their way through the small gap of the curtain. The weather seemed colder than before, and the temperature was even lower than other days. Definitely, winter was closer. I removed the duvet off my body and stood up, the tiredness of my body seemed to vanish soon as I had taken a few steps. I completed my shower and brushed my teeth removing any trace of the unpleasant morning breath. As I was done drying my hair, a knock on the door was what interrupted the silence in my room. I reached for the door and opened it. A maid stood in front of the room. "King Micheal has called you to his room," her eyes filled with jealousy for something I couldn't decipher. "He needs his breakfast?" I questioned. "No, The Kings have already taken their breakfast," She said. "Then Why?" I questioned out of curiosity. "I don't know, you should check that by yourself," With that curt reply