Another night passed for Amon as he forced himself up. He knew he had to get up early, but he still felt lethargic because of yet another sleepless night. He inwardly cursed as he lazily got up from bed. This was a common occurrence ever since his encounter with Bella. The woman was teasing and tormenting him to no end, and he didn't know when she'd ever get tired of him.
Still, he must stay focused on more important things than engaging in romantic escapades. That wasn't in his plans at all. And besides, he needed to follow the traditions and rules he approved for the selection of his Kingdom's new Queen. He had to uphold his word unless he wanted to be seen as an indecisive king.
Sitting up, Amon creased his forehead as yet another thing stopped him in his tracks. For some reason, something was tugging at his heart whenever he would think of Bella.
Nevertheless, he shook off that foreign feeling and promptly called for his squire Lauro.
