ESCAPE ROUTE

EVANORA’S POV

“Princess Evanora, you are to head downstairs for breakfast in 20 minutes.”

Rolling my eyes at the guard at the door’s comment, I got off my bed to head to the bathroom. I had woken up several minutes ago but purposely chose to remain on my bed to stall.

The past few days had passed by with me hating every second of it. Though I was finally allowed out of my room, it made almost no difference as I still felt imprisoned.

I was forced to spend my days in preparation for the wedding. I wasn’t given a choice as I was constantly reminded of the possibility of me getting locked up in the dungeon if I tried to act up.

It was suffocating and extremely torturous, the only thing keeping me up throughout being the hole in my bathroom ceiling. I knew one day it would be over and I would finally be able to sneak past them and out of the house.

Giving my little secret a final glance, I stepped out of the bathroom. I had no idea what they had planned for me today but whatever it was,