When Anna woke up, the room was still dark. The omega blinked a few times, her eyes bleary and adjusting to the lack of light, slightly disoriented for a moment or two. Turning her head, she saw that Ellis was staring up at the ceiling, immobile; faint light from the window shining in his eyes. Did he stay up all night? She hoped not. Ever since the King came to know about the condition of Shone, the reality of his guards, he was disturbed.
Lines marred that beautiful face. The purples hues underneath his eyes, puffy at times and cheeks hollowed. She worried that he would fall sick at this rate, exerting himself to the point of forgetting important things. Anna was sure that he must have barely eaten anything in the Palace, busy with his work. Passing by the study was merely her hunch, an
