Angelica closed her eyes as the carriage moved. She was a bit tired. She had not gotten enough sleep last night, and that was strange considering she did not even wake up once during the night.
It was probably Ian's nonsense, and how cold the room was that had made her tired. She was slim, she got cold easily, she hated the cold with passion and yet she was stuck in a room with a man who seemed to think the opposite.
Well, it would not be for long anyway. In the next three days, she would have her own room. Which would be one step further into getting more comfortable in the castle.
"Your highness, we have arrived," the carriage driver said as he opened the door for her.
Angelica opened her eyes and looked around. She had not even noticed when the carriage had come to a stop.
The carriage driver offered to help her down but she refused. She got down from the carriage herself.
