Danika woke up the following day disoriented. Her body was heavy, her surroundings completely unfamiliar. She opened her eyes and didn’t recognize where she was. This wealthy, luxurious room could only mean one place.
No—no way.
Her eyes widened as she sat up. She was really in the king’s chambers! This is where she slept!
“Oh heavens, oh heavens, oh heavens, oh heavens! What did I do!?” she whispered to herself in sheer horror.
She peeked up… up… up… to the top of the bed and let out a deep breath of relief. He wasn’t there. The king wasn’t there.
As she got off the bed, the events of the previous day came crashing into her head. Being taken from her room… being flogged… she fainted…
With the return of her memory came the recognition of the dull pain coming from her back. The pain
