Anelisa's POV
Neither do I know her name as I was intrigued to get all dressed for the king.
"Do any old maids live around here?" I asked, exhausted and trying to describe how she looks but then they looked at me confused.
"Who rescued me?" I questioned switching from the initial topic as it seems I'm only making them more jinxed.
"It's..."
The first maid hadn't finished her statement when Maddox walked in.
His eyes dilated at the sight of me; they danced in their sockets as he looked all tense.
Is it him?
My crescent fell as I expected someone else to walk through that door and hold my hand, telling me that everything was fine.
However, I'd be hallucinating again. I faked a smile as he had taken a chair to sit beside me.
The maid stood apart from me, staying at the corner of the room as he took my hands.
"Are you alright my queen?" He questioned in a low tone but then I faked a smile, drawing my hand away from him.
