Mackenna smiled as Alessandro entered her bedroom without knocking.
“You’re still awake,” he seemed surprised to find her sitting up.
“Yes, the drugs are wearing off so I’m not so groggy.” Her stomach took the moment to grumble, “I’m also getting pretty hungry.”
“How’s your pain?” he asked as he lifted a small pill bottle in his hand and shook it. “I picked these up on my way back.”
“So far, not so bad. It hurts, I won’t lie but it’s tolerable.”
“Do you feel up to coming to eat at the table or would you like me to bring your dinner to you here?”
“Would I be a princess if I said in here? Nuncio walked me to the bathroom earlier and I was pretty damn dizzy and uncomfortable.”
He bent and placed a kiss to her lips. “You are not a princess. You are my queen and I’d be happy to serve you
