Lilith's POV

The loud knocking on my door woke me up. For a bit, I enjoyed the warmth of my blankets. The quietness was nice compared to the tapping. But the knocking kept going stronger and steady. Complaining, I swung my legs over the bed, my feet touching the cold wood floor.

“Okay, okay, I’m coming!” I said, feeling annoyed as I walked to the door.

Ronan’s friendly face welcomed me when I opened it. He was smiling with a confident look with three serious men in dark clothes behind him. They stood straight, their eyes wide and careful.

“Good morning, My Queen,” Ronan said, nodding a little. His voice...