Again?
Her nap was supposed to recharge her before training, but apparently, peace was too much to ask for.
At first, she ignored it, hoping whoever it was would just go away. But the knocking continued, persistent.
Annoying.
With a sigh, she dragged herself up and reluctantly opened the door.
To her surprise, it wasn't another scheming servant.
It was Romoke.
One of the few people in the castle she actually tolerated.
"Hey, Romoke. How are you?" Nnenna asked, still groggy.
"I'm okay," Romoke replied quickly.
Too quickly.
Her face said something else entirely, worry. Unease. Maybe even fear.
Nnenna narrowed her eyes, but she didn't push.
Silence
Nnenna raised an eyebrow, something was definitely off.
"What's up? What do you need?" she asked.
Romoke hesitated. "I… I came to give you some snacks," she stammered.
Nnenna's eyes narrowed slightly. Romoke never stammered.