After Thane announced there was a ball, preparations begun. The castle was bustling with activities and I was picking out dresses for the ball.
The royal seamstress showed me designs and I didn't know what to pick.
"Damia, which one should I pick between this two"
"The one you like the best" I slapped my hands in my face and the seamstress giggled.
I tried to mind link Thane but, something was blocking me. I kept pushing until my head started hurting. The small throbbing at the back of my skull graduated to a pounding. It felt like a thousand hammers were slammed on my skull.
"My queen, you're bleeding" I touched my nose and looked at my fingers and they were bloody. I gripped the table tightly as I stood up.
"My queen" I saw the seamstress rushing to me just before I c
