almost 2 days passed by until the prince finally opened his eyes and made a sound to attract the attention of sawyer.
The latter ca running into the living room to convey the fact that the prince had finally woken up.
It was Sir Walter and I who had walked into his room. The mont I entered the room, I felt the eyes of the prince on and it did not leave as Sir Walter made his way to lysar.
"Do you know who you are?" Sir asked and and the eyes of the prince moved from to him before he nodded.
"Do you know where you are?"
Confliction passed in the eyes of the prince, as he considered how to answer before he ended up shaking his head.
Sir Walter nodded. "you are in the kingdom of Austria. You were kidnapped and have been heavily bruised by the royal family and had it not been for the rcy shown by princess Genevive, you would have ended up dead."
Well, Sir Walter definitely knew how to make an interesting introduction.
The role of the secretary might have been taken away from him, but it was certainly running in his veins.
Lysar Stayed quiet but his eyes turned to , making uncomfortable under his chair and taking an awkward step back.
I was not sure if Sir Walter noticed but he took a step to the side and ca in between, effectively cutting out of this there of the prince.
"The princess," Sir Walter stressed on the word ’princess’, "was rciful enough to think of you while escaping. You can show your gratitude once you are healed enough to stand."
Sawyer stifled his smile.
I heard a movent but since Sir Walter was standing in front of , I did not know what it was caused from.
"Alright then," He continued, "we shall bring so lentil porridge for you. It is light but also nutritious."
I stepped away when Sir Walter turned away to walk out of the door. He paused when he was about to exit the room and passed a nod before walking out.
Sawyer and I were left alone with the prince and it was quite obvious that sawyer was not going to say a word and would rather be in the shadows as he had taken his place in the corner of the room.
I turned to find lysar already looking at . I gave him a nod that he tried to reciprocate before I made my way to him.
"We have herbs if it hurts." I pointed to his wounds. " you are hurt very badly and—"
"Courtesy of your beloved."
My eyes widened and the sharp Arrow pierced my heart before I looked away.
"nothing to say?" He rasped. "Thought so."
Bitter taste of sothing that I found on my tongue all of a sudden made want to puke. He had very generously Averted his eyes away after making that accusation making blank away the tears.
Sawyer stepped forward but I shook my head in his direction.
I did love Tristan but that did not an I loved every part of him that was bad. A few of them were sothing even I was not ready to accept.
Taking a step closer, just as his eyes turned to I made sure he heard loud and clear, "The next ti you want to bla for your condition, you will find yourself on the road to the capital. Beg your way out of the kingdom."
I smiled stiffly, " I would have helped you in eating but since I was the cause behind all of this," I pointed at his broken and battered body, "I suppose it would be better if soone else helped you with that."
Passing a look to the only person available in the room, Sawyer narrowed his eyes at when he understood what I ant.
"No," he clenched his jaw, "I ain’t helping him. I would rather give his food to a beggar."
"Well," I sighed and shrugged, "looks like you’re on your own, Prince. Rest well."
Giving him one last smile, I walked out of the room only to et Sir Walter half way and behind him was Dorothy who was carrying the bowl of porridge.
"There is no need to help eat it." I gave her a pointed look to which she nodded.
****
I once again found myself overlooking the road back to the capital. It was the ti where the sun was setting and this ti I was alone. Dorothy was not with .
lowering my eyes to the ground, I blink before closing them altogether. My heart felt heavy. Even though the prince, who we all had been waiting for to wake up, had woken up and still was, I still did not feel at ease.
For the past two days, I had carefully analysed what I was feeling only to co up with one answer. I was feeling guilty for betraying the man I loved... I love.
But if I looked at the reason why I had chosen to do so, I, at tis, forgot the ceiling only for it to return minutes later.
It hurt knowing that I hurt him. It hurt more knowing that when he would have woken up, I would be gone and so would every servant in the palace.
It hurts more than I would ever be able to tolerate that when he would co to know about this betrayal..
I opened my eyes and breathed loudly. I could not do it any longer. Taking a step back, I turned around and walked into the house only to look at the frowning face of Mrs Walter.
"What is troubling you?"
She looked up before picking up the small bottle in front of her and showing . " I am almost out of dicine. In fact I only have enough for tomorrow." She tutted sadly. "He has to go tomorrow. I don’t want to bother him."
"I can go." I offered with a smile.
"Really?" She asked hopefully, making my resolve stronger.
"Yes," I nodded, "I can take Dorothy with and you can provide with where to go." Dorothy nodded from the kitchen window too.
"Great!" Mrs Walter clapped her hands. "You will love the capital!"
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