Chapter 8

Bet the sun is still sleeping but here comes my lady in waiting trying to wake me up. I got a lot of things running on my mind last night, the reason why I sleep late which means waking me this early is a hate crime.

I need an eight hours of sleep for my body to function properly.

"Your Grace?" Marthe softly calls my name. Marthe has a strict and formal tone when she speaks every single time. Regardless if it's just the two of us or if my other staff is around us.

I force myself to open up my eyelid but the instantly shut on their as they are still heavy. My body is craving for another hour of sleep. With all of my strength. I raise up my hand and showed her my forefinger and then I burried my face on my soft pillow.

"Let me sleep for an hour and I'll be good. Please, just one hour," I pleaded with my sleeping voice. Silence fell on all the corner of my room. I didn't heard her fading footsteps that led me to opening my eyes.

Marthe is still standing beside my bed. Her lips in th