Lana entered her mistress' room upon receiving no reply from the resident of the room. The room was semi dark due to the barely penetrating sunlight over the heavily draped curtains on the window. It was odd to see her still sleeping when by this time she usually wakes up. Lana stood at the threshold of the room, contemplating whether to wake her up or not. Even though it has been two months and her mistress had appeared to be a harmless one, yet Lana couldn't be comfortable with her, just like any other members of aristocrat.
It was almost time for breakfast and if she doesn't attend the breakfast on time, she won't be served with any other meal until lunch. Lana sighed and decided to try her luck. She opened the curtains and let the bright sunlight pour out from the window that made Isleen steer but she didn't wake up.