The next morning, Alina stayed in her room instead of going to see Austin. She sat by the window, staring at nothing in particular.
She had promised Austin that she would come back soon. She knew he must have been waiting for her but she couldn't force herself to look into his eyes anymore.
Intentionally or not, she was the reason behind the attack on him, and that guilt was eating her alive.
An hour later, the door to her wing opened, and her three assigned maids entered carrying gowns, jewellery boxes, embroidered ribbons, and notebook filled with schedules and etiquette instructions. Their job was to turn Alina Ashworth into Princess Alina every single morning. And make her familiar with royal protocols and etiquettes.
One of them immediately began arranging gowns on the bed while another opened the notebook.
"These are the preferred colours in the eastern kingdom," the maid explained politely. "Especially among the Arcasedian royal court."
