CHAPTER 63

  Elizabeth's Point Of View

  I sigh in pure bliss and sink deeper in the bubble bath. You know that embarrassing dream of being a princess when you were a little girl? Yeah, I'm totally living the dream.

  Another knock sounds on the door, followed by a panicked voice;

  "Elizabeth, hurry up! It's been almost forty minutes since you went in there!" Clary, the girl who got me in this tower, says.

  I pout but then I decide to get out after all. I quickly dry myself and put on my clothes, my hair wrapped in a towel.

  "Sorry," I give her an apologetic smile as I come out. "Its been so long since I took a bath like that."

  "No time to waste," she hurriedly pulls me towards the huge four poster bed.

  "Gosh, that brute of your partner is probably planning on how to kill me."

  I laugh at her panicked expression.

  "Sebastian is just a little protective. He won't do anything like that, trust me."