"...Is she going to be alright?"
The young Queen nodded, washing her hands once more in the little basin.
"She's going to be alright, Sir Raphael. With a bit of rest, Lady Milena will be alright by tomorrow. She just needs a good night's sleep, and a lot less stress from now on."
He nodded.
Raphael De Crescent had the fright of his life just minutes ago, when he had arrived at the Royal Castle. First, having his little sister's best knight come and get him from the De Crescent Manor had been surprising enough. Jeremiah was strangely solemn yet refused to say anything, only begging him to come as fast as possible. Raphael knew his younger sister enough to understand she wouldn't have made him ride through the night and the snow from the De Crescent Manor to the Royal Castle without a
