BLADE

EVANORA'S POV

I woke up with a throbbing headache which I knew instantly was from my hours of crying alongside hours of starvation.

Grunting, I sat up on my bed and looked around me. It was still early and I could feel how silent the whole palace was. Groaning again, I got up and headed to the bathroom.

Surprisingly, I was able to get some sleep but it only resulted in my sadness turning into anger. I was suddenly so pissed at everything and every memory of the previous night just made me more vexed.

I spent an unusually short amount of time in the bathroom, stepping out and immediately heading over to dry my hair. I tied it up in a messy bun and got dressed, returning to my bed the minute I was done.

I had only shut my eyes for a few minutes when I heard a knock on my room. Cursing under my breath, I pulled my sheets over my head, having no intention to reply to whoever was knocking.

Much to my surprise and irritation, my room's door was open without my permission, whoever it was ste