We got back to Guham after a long hectic two-day's journey. I quickly retreated out of the chariot, not wanting to stay any close to King Archer at all; I decided to go to my room instead, as I had not seen it for days now.
I got into my room to see it empty. I lay on my really soft bed. I have missed it a whole lot and wish to come back to it.
Staying in that room with King Archer will be disturbing, especially now that he is acting strange; he said he would let me go once I get better from whatever he thinks might be wrong with me, and I think I am strong enough to leave his room, he needs to release me.
I stood from my bed and walked to my crystal clear mirror, looking at the reflection of my freckled skin in amazement; how did those maids do the magic of covering it up so that nothi
