Prince Kurat
I must have drifted off; I could feel this soft sensation like someone was running their hands through my hair. It was nice, soothing. I must have been exhausted; my head is on the bed and my body is aching as I try to move. I realise where I am, and my head shoots up. It’s dark outside and the room has a warm light cast from the moon coming in from the window.
She looks like the Goddess herself as my eyes land on her beautiful, odd eyes. She looks tired and still pale, but she is awake, she tries to speak but her throat is dry, and she points to the water sitting on the table at the side of the bed. I slip my arm behind her shoulders, so she is sitting up, I totally forget how bad her back is until she hisses in pain.
“s**t, sorry baby.” I say in panic. She shakes her he
