I immediately get up from my bed, panting. The dream seems surreal. Prince Fraser and Princess Paislee having a secret relationship? I smile bitterly.
It is what is supposed to happen, Csille. Come on, cheer up. We still have plenty of time to prepare myself for that.
I sigh. I look at the clock hanging on the wall, and my eyes immediately widen when I realized what time is it. It's already twelve in the afternoon. It's the reason why I'm starving.
I immediately freshen up myself and check the dining room, but there's no one inside. I check the kitchen, and I see two maids doing the dishes. They immediately bow their head when they see me.
"Lady Csille! Why did you leave your room? Are you okay now?" One of the maids asked anxiously. She keeps looking at my back. It's as if she is expecting someone will pop out from behind me.
"I'm starving. Also, you don't have to worry about me. I'm already okay. Where are the others?"