دانلود رمان انگلیسی “آلتینا – شاهزاده شمشیر” – جلد 7

“Erk. T-Too cold…”
Altina was shivering when she opened her eyes. Times like these were a stark reminder that she wasn’t in the capital anymore. Back in La Branne, the imperial palace, enough fireplaces were lit during the winter months that it was just as warm as spring.
I need to get used to it soon…
She sat up, her body weary, the cold air sweeping over her skin the moment she stripped away the thin blanket. Crude stone walls, a wooden plank ceiling caked in soot, and small windows that were anything but liberating—it was practically a jail cell.
All someone needs to do is lock that oak door and I really will be a prisoner.
At that thought, Altina suddenly grew anxious. She raced over to the door and gingerly pulled the handle. It wouldn’t budge. As her mind started to swim, she tugged it harder. Thankfully, this time it did indeed open.
“Phew… That’s good.”
“I wouldn’t say that, Princess. Are you not changed yet?”
Beyond the door stood an attractive brown-haired, hazel-eyed woman in a rouge maid uniform. She was Clarisse, one of the servants who had attended to Altina in the capital.
There had been a few others in Altina’s service, but when it was decided that she would be sent to the front lines, Clarisse was the only one who volunteered to accompany her. That said, the way she behaved suggested that she neither admired nor had any particular devotion to the princess. She truly was an unfathomable character.
“Morning, Clarisse.”