The next day Roselyn woke up in good humor. It was the day she had to visit her family and she couldn't be more cheerful to finally visit them without having to pretend. She turned the light of her room on and the flock of maids entered the room to help her with her dress and to do her makeup.
"The King is already awake," said the blond maid, smiling. Roselyn nodded, wondering if he ever slept to be always awake when she woke up.
After having slipped into her azure dress, a maid helped her to pull her corset. Another one was styling her long brown hair in an elegant braid.
When ready, she walked outside and headed to the dining room where she imagined John to be. Just like she predicted, he was there. Seeing her, a smile formed on his face, and he pulled his hair aside. "You're beautiful." He admitted tenderly.
