When Roselyn wake up, just like usual she turned the lights on and few maids walked in. "Good morning" one of them said proceeding on moving the curtains to let the light enter in her room. She was still in bed, she bit the inner side of her cheek trying not to complain for their bruptal entrance. She felt her eyes itchy and tired, she rubbed her eyes trying to recover from the sleep.
"It's five a.m milady." The blond maid said, raising her eyebrows as if she wanted to tell her something.
The old maid proceeded on removing her blankets, "a good Queen shall be the first one to wake up."
Roselyn tried not to roll her eyes or argue but instead she got up slowly. "Expecially when the King is not here." She continued scoffing, her words caught Roselyn's attention, reminding her of his weekend out.
