Amelia
I’m relieved when I return to find the prince awake. There was so much blood earlier, and he was so pale, I had been certain he would die.
As much as he believes he owns me, I wasn’t fond of the idea of him dying.
He looks better now though, his cheeks practically flushed as he finishes the water I handed him.
“I washed your wound as best as I could before it healed shut.”
For a moment I think his gaze dips to my lips, but I blink and his eyes are on the leaf in his hands. “If you can walk, we can head to the creek I found to get you some more water.”
“Good idea,” he mutters, following me as I lead him that way. He seems to be eyeing me, almost like he’s never seen me before.
“You okay?” I ask.
He averts his gaze then. “Yes. Just… distracted.”
We get to the creek, and I
