~Theo~
I returned to my room with a strange kind of hope burning in my chest. I hadn't felt it in days, not since the moment they dragged Storme away in chains. I knew it wasn’t going to be all rosy yet, but I was still hopeful.
Seeing as the king hadn’t knocked down my room yet to see if it was true that Storme wasn’t in the dungeon, he must not have heard about the prison break that happened. Well, not a prison break in the real sense because I didn’t have to fight anyone, but still technically one.
I’d decided to go straight to the kitchen to prepare food specially for my baby. It was meant to be a kind of surprise, since I wasn’t so sure if I’d actually made anything personally for her since we became a thing.
The basket of food I carried was still warm against my hands, and in my
