When King Lucien stirred, the sun had left the sky, and it was late evening. How did he fall asleep? And he had fallen asleep, he thought as he rose from the bed. Memories swarmed him as he sat up and stared around the empty room.
He’d slept in Danika’s embrace. Again. Where was she?
He got up from the bed, wondering how he had slept for as long as he did. He took a step forward and noticed that his leg no longer hurt.
Just then, the door opened and Vetta entered.
“You’re awake, my king. For a moment, I thought you wouldn’t wake until morning. You slept for that long.” She walked closer to him and bowed her head in greeting.
He acknowledged her with a nod of his head and walked past her to his wardrobe and undressed himself. “Vetta. I haven’t seen you today. Where did you go?”
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