“Does it hurt?” Kara asked as she spread the ointment over Raena’s neck, wincing as if the ugly bruises that had turned almost black were on her own neck.
“No.” Raena lied, picking up his hair so her maid could tie the small scarf around her neck. The skin was tender to the touch and swallowing was uncomfortable, but it was her own fault anyway. She should have figured the whole situation was off.
Raena shook her head before memories from that night could appear again. Every time she remembered it, all the blood and the people dying around her, her body covered in a cold sweat and her hands started to shake. She knew Kassian had done it to protect her but seeing it with her own eyes had been horrifying. She had thought that after watching so many thrillers and ho
