15

Princess Yeri.

Whether King Ozar believes it or not, I have stuck a chord in his chest and now, I will play it to my tunes. I am at the balcony of the gold floor, staring down at the harem women who are moving from one place to another in the busy morning. For the first time since I came here, I was able to stomach breakfast without feeling the need to vomit. It is my seventh day here, I am done rotting in the small spaced room, waiting for my brother save me.

Without a single thought, I begin to go down the staircase to the find something to do. Today seems different, everyone is dressed up and I wonder if the king is coming once again.

“Look who decided to come out of her room?”

I look behind me and I see Teresa. I blow bubbles with my lips and I roll my eyes.

“You are such a spoilt princess.” She says, using her shoulder to bump into me.

“What do you want?” I ask.

“What I want to know is how you manage to avert punishment every single time. How come Agnes didn’t lash you a hundred