CHAPTER NINETEEN
It was in the wee hours of the morning when I was cut off from my deep slumber by the insistent banging of my door. Heart ramming so fast against my chest, I sat up, coking my ears as the banging intensified. Where were my guards? Should they not be standing sentry outside my door?
Stepping off the bed, my eyes searched wildly in the candle lit room but no weapon caught my eye. What if this was an attempt on my life?
“Elizabeth. As your king, I command you to open the door and let me in,”
Leon? What was so urgent? And why did he have such an aggravated tone?
Pulling a cotton shawl around me, I headed towards the door, pulling it open. Leon brushed past me, as I closed the door, standing a few inches away from him as he paced about in my chambers.
“Is a
