When Ophelia opened her eyes and saw that the bed was empty, she sat up and put her hand on her loudly churning stomach. She should've had dinner... But didn't Nikolai say he was going to bring dinner? She pursed her lips and squinted her eyes in discomfort.
She took a glance around, but neither Nikolai nor Pain were to be found. She sighed and got out of bed, but as she was about to walk to the bathing room, a quiet knock on the door echoed through the room, and she halted.
It couldn't be Nikolai or Rhaziel; they never knock. Ophelia approached the door with trepidation. She opened the door and bit her lower lip as she saw Sasha Novikov standing right in front of her, carrying a neatly folded black dress.
"What are you doing here?" Ophelia questioned, raising her brow.
"This is my castle, too," Sasha remarked as she slipped the clothing into Ophelia's hands. "Hurry up and get dressed."
"Where is Nikolai?" Ophelia asked, grasping her dress tightly.