112. The Motel

Sofia's POV

I was awakened the next morning by the knock on the door and my eyes blinked open to see the environment.

Although I spent a long time reflecting on what James had said, I managed to get sleep eventually.

Groaning, I stretched my toes and fingers before yawning out, "If that's you, James. Come in"

The door wasn't locked so an intruder wouldn't bother to know and make me away of his entry.

The door creaked open with a loud noise and James was standing at the entrance.

My vision was still blurred but I recognized his frame from a distance.

"I thought you might be hungry and would like to have breakfast before our journey, Princess " James revealed to me as he stepped into the room and carefully shut the door behind me.

I rubbed my eyes to see clearly and saw him clearly, coming with breakfast indeed.

"What's the time?" I groaned, sitting properly and he dropped the serving tray on a stool just at the side of my bed.

I couldn't turn my device on to set an alarm knowing a call