The smell of freshly squeezed orange juice wakes me up from my slumber.
I groan as my body wills itself out of the extremely comfortable bed. The guest rooms at the Imperial Palace are nothing like what I have seen before anywhere else. In fact, I knew I was the luckiest since the Emperor said he gave me the main special guest room usually reserved for high-profile foreign guests such as King Grey.
It feels more like an entire floor rather than just a bedroom.
My feet feel cold as I make my way over to the imperial guest bathroom, which, by the way, is the size of the bedroom in Grand Duke Lancaster's castle. The insanity of wealth differences even at this level is quite incredible if you ask me.
I brush my teeth in the mirror slowly as I fix my bedhead. The thoughts of fighting one hundred magical knights are hard to push out of my mind. I finish brushing my teeth and head over to my enormous guest closet.
