BRIELLE’S POV

Brielle quickly arranged herself on the bed in Lord Darius's private chamber when she heard the door open.

She'd been waiting for him for thirty minutes or more; she couldn't remember.

Today was another night of their training, and she had dressed in the day's outfit with the assistance of the special maids assigned to her.

She had prepared herself and then walked up to his room with the maids, where she had entered expecting him, but she had been surprised.

The room ...