Once Bianca finishes with the stables, she goes up to her room to take a shower and to wash the stink off her skin. Entering into the purple robe, she saunters tiredly towards her bed. Sighing in relief after such a strenuous day, she falls onto her bed, welcoming the feeling of comfort.

The moment she starts to slip into dreamland, someone knocks on her door. The new-found peace is disrupted when the loud voice hollers from behind it.

“Miss Rosefield? The prince has asked for you.”

Immediately, Bianca’s dark eyes snap wide open. She lays there on the bed for a few seconds, like a dead figure. She continues...