Chapter 67

Arabella's point of view.

I reached for the remote control and turned off the tv, then threw my head back and let out a very long, frustrated groan.

It's been a while since Wymond brought me back to our room, let's say about an hour ago and I've been watching some interesting tv shows since then, but they soon became boring and that's why I turned it off.

There's a knock on the door, I could tell it's Cora knocking from her scent emitting from the door, I sighed and let her in.

"Your highness, princess Renee wants you in the ballroom" she said.

"Princess Renee?" I asked as if I didn't hear her the first time.

"Yes, she said your waltz teacher has arrived"

I released another loud groan and sprang up the chair, then headed towards our bed. I quickly laid down, got under the blanket and started shaking -feigning being cold.

"What are you doing, my queen?" Cora asked.

"I'm sick" she furrowed her brows. "Tell her I can't rehearse tod