Something had to be wrong.

I glanced over at the clock. My frown deepened as I turned my focus back to the door. I had been sitting staring at the door for the last half an hour.

I had soaked in the bath for a few minutes, washed my hair, and shaved my legs and under my arms. I skipped the body lotion since we were going to get sweaty anyway and then got dressed in the clothes the maid had laid out for me.

It was a perfect fit despite the dress being new.

When I ...