Chapter Twelve
Phillip
“Tell me about your family.” Aurora’s voice drifted through the darkness, curling around them and creating a sense of calm inside Phillip.
It was a three-day ride to the palace, and they would arrive tomorrow. The trip had been uneventful, save for Aurora’s frequent demands to stop and let him rest. He hated to admit it, but he was relieved each time. His full strength had yet to return and spending each day in a saddle did nothing to help.
Phillip bent down to throw another pile of sticks onto their fledgling fire. They’d set up camp as soon as they found tree cover after riding through the open plains and rolling hills Bela was known for. He’d always loved his Kingdom. The beauty lay in both the people and the land. He found it hard to believe there was anythin
