The next day, Morgan Sinclair went out on business. The attendant who brought her breakfast spoke Chinese and ordered the tape over her mouth and the ropes binding her to be removed.
Having been tied up all night, she had bruises on her wrists and ankles.
She had been hoping for a delicious meal, but unexpectedly, the breakfast that arrived was just... eggs?
"This…"
"His Second Highness has a ball tonight and wishes for you to attend, Your Highness. However, he is concerned about your table manners, so he has ordered me to instruct you. You will be served a meal when you can successfully slice these hard-boiled eggs."
Ashley Bowen looked at the items on the cart that had been wheeled in. A basket held dozens of peeled, hard-boiled eggs. The attendant placed a white plate in front of her, set a hard-boiled egg on it, then took out two more and handed them to her.
"Please, Your Highness, place these two eggs in your armpits, then cut the egg on the plate."
