Adina stepped into the room and froze.
Her eyes went straight to the large king-sized bed in the middle of the room. It was the only bed. No. No, no, no. This couldn't be happening.
Sharing a carriage. Fine.
Sharing his room. Okay.
But sharing his bed? What in the goddess's name is this? Was everyone out to get her today?
Her heart started racing, and she broke out in a cold sweat. Just one bed?
She could feel her panic rising, her mind spiraling in every direction. She didn't even give Thorne a chance to speak. Didn't even wait for him to assimilate the situation. Before he could say a word, she darted for the couch near the window.
Fine, she thought frantically. He's the king. He'll take the bed. I'll sleep here. No problem.
Without looking at him, she moved on pure adrenaline, rushing to set the bed for him. It was nighttime already. The journey was rather long. He would be tired, sleepy even.
