The assassin never left the palace.
That was the thought that kept me awake all night.
If they had escaped…
Why did I still feel like they were watching us?
The palace infirmary smelled of herbs and fresh linen.
I sat beside Kael’s bed, unable to take my eyes off him.
His shoulder had been bandaged, but the white cloth was already stained with faint traces of blood.
The royal healer finished wrapping the wound and stepped back.
“Your Majesty is fortunate.”
I looked up.
“Is he going to be alright?”
The old healer smiled kindly.
“The dagger missed every vital organ.”
“He’ll recover.”
I finally let out the breath I had been holding.
Kael looked at me and smiled weakly.
“I told you I’d be fine.”
I folded my arms.
“You also said it was ‘nothing.’”
“It wasn’t?”
I pointed at t
