Someone’s fist banged against Violet’s door. One eye peeked open. Gray light filtered into her room. Whoever was out there clearly didn’t know she was armed and grumpy.

The knocks came again. Louder.

“Go away!”

“Open up, Violet,” Eden whispered from the other side.

She grabbed her pillow and tossed it at the door. Royalty or not, sleep was sacred.

“No!” she grumbled.

“Get out here.”

She groaned and pulled herself out of bed, ...