Lenora's injuries took more than half a year to heal.
Julian had arranged for her to stay in a quiet residence on the outskirts of the capital, where no one would disturb her. Yet recently, the air outside was always filled with loud shouts.
"There's been a rebellion in the Royal Capital of Kingsreach, but it's already been suppressed. The Crown Prince is cleaning up the remaining forces."
Julian lazily rested in her lap, holding her fingers and planting gentle kisses on them.
Lenora, annoyed by his kisses, swatted his face away.
"You didn't tell me such a big thing? A few days ago you went out and didn't return; were you handling the rebels? What would I have done if something happened to you?"
Julian only smiled more warmly, seemingly amused by her concern.
"A bunch of ragtag fool
