That night when Sylvia went to bed, she had one horrible nightmare after another.
She even dreamed of her lying on some sacrificial altar and the devil stabbing right through her heart.
When she woke up the next morning her entire back was covered by a layer of sweat.
"Syl, are you awake yet?" She heard Jane's pleasant voice and quickly got out of bed.
"Here are some change of clothes." She then paused and shoved a bundle of clothes onto Sylvia's hands.
"Ah. Thank you." Sylvia gratefully nodded. This was something she direly needed.
Jane, however, weirdly kept smiling at her.
Huh? Sylvia blinked. Why is she looking at me like that?
"His highness personally ordered me to fetch some for you," Jane explained with her eyes twinkling.
Ah~ Sylvia was speechless.
Just yesterday, the man had terrified her, even ruining her night's sleep and today he was gifting her clothes?
Sylvia couldn't understand the man's actions at all. She sighed and didn't think too much about it.
