C26 The Bleeder
Sleep exhaustion was beginning to hit me like a train.
The prince had ordered an extravagant event for the evening. A masquerade ball to celebrate his engagement to Cherie. As if that alone hadn’t been enough to make me want to walk into the forest and never return, I had barely gotten more than an hour of sleep to hold me over before Samantha was waking me to the prince’s beckon call
