Edward's point of view.

I kept tossing and turning in my bed since the smell of burnt food wouldn't let me sleep. I sprang out of bed and angrily dashed out of my room.

It's been a very tiring night for me. His Majesty made me patrol the east borders till 5 a.m. as part of my punishment for taking Ara to the seer's lair.

And right now that I was finally trying to catch some sleep, the royal chefs wouldn't let me—their burnt food's smell had taken over my room.

"What the hell are you ...