BRIELLE’S POV

Brielle walked down the hallway straight to her room, holding her towel and tightening her robe.

She was sick of going to the public dressing room every day when her chambers had a fully equipped bathroom.

It still perplexed her, but it was the order here, and she couldn't dare to disobey it.

Fortunately for her, she hadn't seen Lady Delilah today in the dressing room, and that was a relief.

She'd bathed thoroughly, dressed up in her robe in front of the red-haired ...