Clean up the orcs dung?

Bree pushed herself off the bed in a daze, after taking a nap for so long she was feeling disoriented to the point where she couldn't even tell whether it was morning or night. For two minutes straight she looked around the room and finally regained her woozy senses, " Oh, I am the Dragon Queen now", ever since she has woken up in this room, she has been dreaming of her own world ——even now, she was dreaming about being scolded by her mother for not sending the money to the house on time but then she woke up and the reality hit her with a loud smack. 

She arched her back while sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes lightly glancing at the pile of documents that Dion has sent to her room. Sure enough, there was literally nothing that could save her from this torture that she has been going through these days but at least today she was able to get a few hours to take a nap or she would have to work till late at night.