Avyana Celestine Adelinda POV
The old man gently took my shivering hand away from the King, however, the King held it tightly.
“Honey, don’t touch a servant’s hand. You don’t know where she touched her hands, she could be dirty,” the Queen spoke sweetly to him.
I stared into the king’s face as he examined the tie wrapped around my wound.
“Does it hurt you?” he asked huskily.
“Don’t say anything or I will feed you to the beast,” the Queen threatened me.
However, I didn’t waste the moment to have a sweet and meaningful conversation with the King. He made the butterflies in my stomach fly again. After all the months that I haven’t felt this feeling of being cared for by him and right now, finally, this is my chance.
“It does hurt, your highness,” I told him.
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