Chapter Seven
Aurora
Aurora spent the next few days by Phillip’s side, worried if she left, all her efforts would have been in vain. She didn’t want him to die. Despite what she’d said about not being his subject, she wished she was. She wanted more than anything to be like any other Belaen, protected by the crown. But they’d never been able to protect her or many of their people, and soon she’d pay the price.
Each time Phillip mumbled in his sleep, she shot up from her place on the floor beside the bed, but he didn’t wake. The only time he opened his eyes was when she forced tea or broth into him.
She hadn’t meant the tea would truly help him heal, but it was a trick she’d learned from her grandmother. She’d placed bitter herbs in it to sell the effect, but in truth, it was normal tea
