TIARA THORNELLS
"Am I not disturbing you, Your Highness?" I asked in a hushed voice, almost timidly. I felt embarrassed that he was staying in the servant’s chamber because of me.
“I need to wait and see if the medicine works on you. If your condition doesn’t improve, I’ll summon a healer who treats mortals.”
He was likely referring to something like a doctor. I bit my lower lip.
“Your Highness... if it’s not too much to ask, may I know why... you’re being so kind to me?”
He suddenly turned his back on me.
“Sorry for the sudden question… I just find it odd that… out of all the servants or mortals, it feels like I’m your favorite?”
I tried to say it with a hint of humor to lighten the mood, but silence stretched between us for several long seconds. My cheeks grew warm and flushed fro
