Winston's Pov
As Leo and I left the grandeur of the throne room, our steps echoing through the stone corridors, the weight of recent events still hung heavy in the air. As we made our way through the courtyard, the sun's warm rays streamed down, casting a hopeful glow on the castle grounds. The trees rustled with the promise of a new day, and for the first time in what felt like an eternity, Leo and I had reason to smile.
Suddenly, Dave, one of our most trusted guards, sprinted toward us with urgency etched on his face. "Your Highness," he panted, "Janet is awake. She's asking for you." His words were like a bolt of lightning through our hearts.
My heart leaped with joy, and I looked at Leo, whose eyes were filled with tears of happiness. Without a moment's hesitation, we nodded in uni
