Dia suddenly felt a sharp pain across her forehead. She let out a soft whimper and pulled the blanket over her head, but it was quickly yanked away. Blazing, piercing sunlight pried her eyelids open and danced across her pupils. She immediately flopped face-down onto the bed, pressing a pillow over her eyes. With a crisp smack, she yelped and sprang up, clutching her backside as she shot Ashe a resentful glare.

"Time to get up."

"Do you have any idea how rude it is to barge into a girl's room, rip off her blanket, and smack her butt?"

"But this is my room, my blanket, and my..." Ashe tilted his head and glanced over. "At least half of it is mine, right?"

Dia hurled the pillow at him. "Shut up!"

He caught it and tossed it right back. "Hurry up and get up. You're always the one sleeping in."

"I only sleep because I keep you company. I could totally stay up if I wanted to," she muttered.

After washing up, she stepped out of her room just in time to see White Queen dragging Little Witch out of the neighboring room. White Queen looked grim, while...