Chapter 150

• I woke to sunlight pouring through the curtains and the undeniable weight of exhaustion still dragging at my limbs. Noon. Not that it mattered. I could’ve slept straight through to tomorrow if not for the summons.
• A summons. From the palace.
• Not the literal palace, of course. In my world, it came in the form of a sleek black town car and a gold-embossed envelope bearing the Quinton family crest royalty in the boardroom, legacy etched deep in their bloodline.