Thirty three

In the morning, the sun is bright, and the sunlight is warm and not harsh.

The birds continue to chirp, and the sound echoes in Aurora's ears, which made her know that it is morning already.

Aurora's stretched her legs off the mat and onto the floor, her arms raised grazing the ceiling.

She opened her eyes, and it dawned on her that she was in Malik's room.

Instantly she gazed her eyes to where Malik slept, he was still sleeping soundly, and a smile left her mouth, excited inwardly that he had not woken up.

She got out of bed and waltzed into the door, opening the door gently, she found her way out of the room.

“Don't tell me you sleep here?” Evans asked her, staring at her from the head to the toe like he was finding a clue.

“The King is resting and I can't dare disturb his sleep. Moreover, the king didn't know I was the one who attended to him last night, I think it is better you don't let him know I'm the maid who attended to her last night if he eventually asks of me” Aurora told