The next morning arrived swiftly, the golden rays of the rising sun streaming through the curtains and spilling across Finn's face.
For once, Finn was enjoying his sleep.
Snap!
Slap!
A sharp sound suddenly echoed through the room.
Finn frowned slightly but refused to open his eyes.
Maybe if he ignored it, whatever was happening would go away.
Snap!
Slap!
The sounds continued relentlessly.
Finn's eyebrow twitched.
What the actual fuck is going on now?
Another interesting cup of tea about to drop?
He let out a sleepy groan under his breath and reluctantly opened his eyes.
The moment his gaze landed on the person standing in his room, every trace of sleep vanished instantly.
Mrs. Smith.
Finn nearly choked.
Huh?!
What is this woman doing here again?!
Didn't Orion specifically tell her to stop teaching me those ridiculous palace rules?
Why is she back?!
Finn screamed internally while slowly sitting upright on the bed.
