Heather
I had left his room without a warning, how dare he say something like that, I hated the way my heart skipped a beat, letting his words get to me. I had stayed in my room for a while, trying to gather my thoughts but it was hard, as I kept on replaying the image of Prince Keith's face, the words he had spoken, and the heat radiating off his body.
Even with all those ungodly thoughts swirling in my head, I couldn’t help but think about his fever, he had been insistent that I do not pry, that everything was fine, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong. Why the secrecy? Why the refusal to see the royal physician? Everything about that man is a mystery and no matter how hard I tried to stop thinking about him, I ended up thinking about him the more.
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