SOPHIA POV.

"Get ready," he says, "something comfortable," he informed but "yet classy," he added. How on the earth does he want me to do so?

He ignored my question, he won't answer when asked where we are. He just left, leaving me alone.

Now I am staring at my closet, I had no idea what to wear, there were some piles of clothes on the floor and I sat on them.

"Go away," I said to whosoever was t

knocking on the door. "Your majesty, your food is here," a familiar voice called.

Prompting me to stand up and open the door a little bit. "Gosh, am I so...