Letter From The Princess
Sevastian opened his eyes and glanced at the clock, noting it was just past 2. With a sigh, he realized he'd only managed an hour of sleep. Swinging his legs over the edge of the bed, he buried his face in his hands, running his fingers through his hair.
Another sigh escaped him as he stood up, feeling restless. Knowing sleep was out of the question, he decided a walk might help. He pulled his shirt on and prepared to step out into the night.
He made his way out of his room and down the stairs, stepping outside into the cool breeze. As he strolled through the garden, his pace slowed when he heard voices. Sevastian squinted, his senses alert. He moved cautiously in the direction of the sound, carefully considering his next steps.
He watched as Rohan spoke with a woman before she walked away. Despite the dim moonlight, Sevastian quickly recognized her. She was one of Valeria's talented singers, known for performing for the King before Elysia had arrived.