LILY'S POV

The bed creaked under me. I stared at the beautiful linen bed sheets that covered the bed and wondered if I had a lot of weight to make the bed go creaking. Lemonade...lemon, yes, the room smelt like lemonade. I like lemonade but I hate that I was here.

I had finished eating, then I lay on my bed in thoughts. Faint sounds came from outside. I couldn't hear much and was too annoyed to go see things myself. I figured out it had to be Liam and anyone of his subjects ...