Angelica woke up. She yawned. Unable to help herself from feeling like she was repeating the same cycle over and over again. She opened her eyes to see Ian seated at the table already having breakfast.
"Good morning," Ian smiled.
Angelica looked at him and frowned. When had they carried the table in that she had not heard them?
"What is with the frowning? You just woke up and you are already frowning," Ian chuckled and sipped his tea.
"Good morning, your highness," she replied. She got out of bed and stood to her feet. "When was the table carried in?".
Ian could she how confused she looked, it was nice to see her confused for once.
"A few minutes ago, you were sleeping so soundly. I thought that you would not wake up in time. I was prepared to leave you to rest some more," he said.
"I thought we would be having breakfast with everyone else?".
