CHAPTER EIGHTY-SEVEN

Soft fingers tickle my face, and I grab the offensive hands to open my eyes to wide, grey eyes.

"Ouch!" The offender says, and I let his little hand go, and he smiles widely at me with a gap where his two front teeth should be.

"Good morning, princess." He whispers. "I am here to awaken you for breakfast. You need your energy if you're going to fight the bad people!"

"What?" I sit upright and look to my left to find the bed empty that I shared with Phoebe last night.

"Princess Phoebe sent me." The little monster holds a plastic sword in the air. "I am here to protect your honor!"

"Who are you?" I frown. There's a slight headache in my temple, and my stomach howls with both hunger and nausea.

The little guy goes on one knee in front of the bed and holds his hand over his heart. "I am knight T.J, reporting for duty."

I have to admit the little shit is actually cute with his dark hair and big, grey eyes. "May I go to the bathroom knight T.J?"

He stands up and nods, taking his job