With a contented yawn, she sat up, stretching her limbs until they gave a satisfying pop. “Good morning, dear. I trust you slept well?” Carme asked, smiling as she moved to help Rianne out of bed. “Wonderfully, thank you. That bed is magic, I swear,” Rianne grinned. “Not quite,” Carme laughed, moving to make the bed. Rianne spotted a tray sitting in front of the fire, filled with what looked like fruit, toast, and juice. Her stomach rumbled appreciatively as she picked up a piece of toast and began nibbling on the buttery bread. If Carme was surprised by her choice in sleepwear, the woman didn’t comment, for which Rianne was grateful. She wasn’t sure what the people of this world would think of her more forward-thinking attire, but she didn’t think Nikolas or Dorin would have brought it with them if the outfit would cause problems. “All right, now, the prince told me he was taking you riding today, so you’ll need something that’s easy to move in,”
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