Chapter 215: Wild Animal
Rose heard the sound of knocking. She groaned, turning on the bed as she protested against it. She didn’t want to wake up—not yet. She had not been asleep for long before the knocking started. She ignored it, her body falling right back to sleep so easily.
Another knock, another quickly followed, and another—but Rose didn’t even stir. She slept peacefully; the sounds of the knocks no longer reached her ears.
Chelsy looked worriedly at her sister as they both stood outside the door of Rose’s room. This was a little strange, as Rose was usually quick to respond to their knocks.
It was time for breakfast, and they were even a little late, as this morning was hectic for the maids and every servant. Most lords didn’t leave after the ball, especially those who had arrived a day or two earlier, which meant breakfast was even rowdier, as a few lords and ladies would be getting ready to leave.
This also meant that Rose was still stuck with the sisters, as the other maids were too busy. And regardless of the crown prince’s orders, Rose was still a peasant. To treat a lord or lady as lesser than her would be insulting.
"Should I knock again?" Isla asked in response to her sister’s stare.
"I don’t know," Chelsy whispered.
"I am worried," Isla said.
"Me too," Chelsy replied, turning her attention to the door. "I have no choice but to open it. We’ll deal with the consequences together, right?"
Isla took a moment to nod, but she didn’t counter what her sister had just said. Her body grew tense as Chelsy moved to open the door. They half expected it to be locked, but it opened easily. Chelsy shared a look with her sister before pushing the door and walking in.
Chelsy stepped in first, then Isla. Isla tried to close the door with her back, but she was too nervous and ended up slamming it harder than necessary. The loud sound jerked Rose from her slumber.
She woke up suddenly, completely disoriented as she tried to get her bearings. The first thing she noticed was Chelsy and Isla staring at her with horror and concern clearly written on their faces as they stood right in front of her bed with trays in their hands.