CASPIAN RAVENWOOD
“Bring her to me. Now!” I roared at Astrid, my voice cracking against the walls.
“My king…”
“Don't!” I shut her up, “ This is all your fault. Bringing a stranger into the pack without my permission. And now you fail to identify what these sudden strikes are?” I gritted out, glaring daggers at her.
“My king, that is not true…”
“Do not lie to me, your deeds are in the mouth of everyone in this palace. Whispers of your action reached my ears, right before I went surveying. But I trusted you, Astrid. And this is how you pay?”
Astrid had been the royal family's healer since I was a child, my guardian in sickness, the one person whose knowledge I trusted without question. Unfortunately, she couldn’t diagnose this strange pain caused by almost nothing, and it was unthinkab
