As the first sign of light peeked through the skyline, indicating dawn, Charlotte jumped out of bed and danced around her room, draping a shawl over her shoulders to cover her nightdress. She had gone to bed excited and woken up even more cheerful. Who knew her time with Viktor could elevate her mood so much?
They had spent the morning in bed together, the afternoon horse riding, and the evening in her bedroom chatting away for hours. It had been truly wholesome, and she loved every part of it.
She made her way out of her room toward Viktor's chamber. Unknown to him, she had taken the spare key to his room and was planning to surprise him early that morning.
As she neared the door, she began to tiptoe to avoid making a sound that might alert him. She took a couple of breaths before inserting the key into the keyhole and twisting it twice. The lock clicked. Charlotte carefully turned the knob and pushed the door open, slipping inside before quietly shutting it behind her.
