Elena’s POV
After the last night of drama, Prince Deacon walked me to my tent, and I lay on my bed, letting sleep consume me. And for the first time in a long time, I felt very refreshed as the weight I was carrying was no longer as heavy as before.
Feeling energetic, I woke up and changed into my combat clothes before I tied my hair into a ponytail.
Since I woke up in a great mood and the weather seemed so nice outside, I planned to go for a morning run.
The warriors greeted me enthusiastically; some even offered me bread and drinks, but I respectfully rejected them, telling them I’d go for an exercise.
“I always thought Prince Deacon was a man of honor and discipline. I heard he had always been imperial and would give punishment and merits to those deserving despite rank. It’s very
