Pyxis didn't not expect to get thrown. She let out a squeak and looked up at the boy, who could only be Walden, the bastard son, and arched a brow.
"I'm Pyxis." She informed him as she twisted around and out of his arms. "And this isn't your bed. It's the guest bed. I just didn't realise you'd be in it."
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