Chapter 8

Red POV

I smiled, limping to the dining room. It was the next day, and I felt much better. Aurora couldn’t heal me, as she was a bit weak herself. The silver knives weakened her, so we are both healing. I have a few cuts in my body, and they are taking their precious time to heal, but I don’t mind; what I mind is my knee. Priscilla put a cast on my leg because I can’t walk, and it’s annoying.

“My lady, I already told his majesty that you won’t make it to the dining room; please let’s go back to the room,” Priscilla said, running after me. I smiled. I have been looking forward to this morning since he left my room, and I am not missing it for anything, not even for my knee.

“I’m fine, Priscilla; I’ll see you later,” I said, not looking back at all. She sighed, mumbling, and the guards opened the doors for me. I smiled widely, limping towards them.

“Good morning!” I yelled, smiling widely. They turned to me, looking at me like I was crazy.

“What a beautiful morning, isn’t it your majest