Kalev’s POV

She was in the west wing when I found her. I was furious that no one had told me she’d woken up. I had wanted to be there when she did. Apparently, she’d been awake for a while.

Walking into the library, my eyes landed on her and I gasped.

The servants had done a good job. She looked like a completely different person. They’d bathed her and dressed her up. She wore a long dress that swept across the floor. Her hair was curled and piled on the top of her head.

It was hard to believe this was the same woman who’d shot arrows across the...