Prince Caspian.
As I took another look at my pups' sleeping faces, I tightly clenched my jaws, determination and stubbornness merging with my features.
It was the next day after I received the antidote from Chloe, that witch. I should have already left to search for Lessy, but for obvious reasons, I was unable to. My father was supposed to watch over them while I was gone, but he hadn't shown up. The Prince and Princess were all fussy, couldn't eat or sleep, and it was with great difficulty that I finally coaxed them to sleep, but even then, they were in distressed sleep, evident from their furrowed brows as they snuggled against each other, hugging their mother's duvet.
Yes, ever since Alessia left, the pups, after they were discharged from the hospital, had refused to sleep in thei
