The Lion's Den on Brunhild's end had settled into calm. Although she was a little concerned about the situation at Glory's Gate, overall, things were still under control. On top of that, after more than a week of forced marches and a fierce battle against an enemy more than twice their numbers, even Brunhild had been forced into a night-and-day 996 schedule, barely managing to eat one proper meal a day.
For a young woman who always insisted she needed nine hours of beauty sleep every day, it had been exhausting. Now, at last, she could take a proper breather.
After going over the routine matters for the coming days with the staff officers, she left the bridge and returned to her room to catch up on sleep.
Sleeping for nine hours straight was out of the question, of course, but the moment she collapsed onto the bed, she fell into a deep sleep. She didn't wake until her rumbling stomach dragged her out of it.
When she checked the time, she realized she'd slept for four or five hours. It was already the early hours of the morning by standard time.
"My days and nights are completely upside down!" Miss Sulyuka pressed a hand to her throbbing temple and sighed. "At this rate, I'll get sick after I turn twenty-five. Even if I don't, I'll definitely get wrinkles before I'm twenty-five."
The ladies-in-waiting who entered carrying her toiletries heard this first thing. Looking at Princess Sulyuka's skin, so fair and delicate it could rival a baby's, they couldn't help rolling their eyes.
Of course, the Elector Princess had woken up hungry, and for no particular reason, she'd built up a hefty case of morning grumpiness. But she was too proud to take it out on the ladies-in-waiting who had