An hour had passed since I parted ways with Roda. The sun had dipped lower by the time I returned to the castle—our temporary residence as Elites and nobles of Sancta Vedelia. We weren't housed in the royal quarters, obviously, but in one of the guest wings built specifically for dignitaries like us. Still, the place was luxurious enough, and each of us had our own private rooms. A small slice of nobility, even if only borrowed.
After a quick shower, I collapsed onto the soft mattress. The warm sheets wrapped around me like a cocoon, and before I knew it, sleep had taken me.
Or so I thought.
Barely ten minutes in, a knock at my door jolted me awake. I groaned, peeling myself off the bed and dragging my feet toward the door. The last thing I wanted was to deal with someone right now.
When I opened it, I blinked in surprise.
