Chapter 51
Lily's POV
A cold splash jolted me out of sleep.
I gasped, coughing, soaked to the bone. My nightgown clung to my skin like wet paper, and my teeth started to chatter from the shock. I blinked rapidly, trying to focus,only to see a familiar, smug face smirking down at me.
It was Jane, with a Bucket in hand.
"What the hell?!" I barked, trying to sit up in the tiny bed they'd stuffed me in. It was barely a mattress.
"Oh, good. Sleeping Beauty's finally awake," Jane said with a sickly sweet smile. "Thought maybe I'd need to kiss you myself."
I wiped water from my eyes. "Are you crazy?"
"No, just Luna. Which means I don't need to be polite to palace charity cases," she sneered, tossing a damp list of chores at me. "You're to finish everything on this list before breakfast. Think of it as... earning your keep."
I stared at the paper. "Scrub the west wing floors… polish every window… detail-clean the guest rooms? Are you serious right now?"
