ELENA.
I was lying on Vardis’s bed, in his room, in his wing.
Why?
I don't know. I feel totally fine now. I could easily go to my room and recuperate there, but Vardis has refused to let me leave. He has been pacing nonstop since we entered this room, waiting for his doctor.
"Your Majesty, I'm fine," I said, trying not to trigger him cause he looked like something little could set him off.
"No, I should have killed him. I should have made him pay," he said, and I frowned.
"But you did kill him, which will cause a lot of problems for us," I said, rolling my eyes.
"I don't f*****g care about the problems it would cause, Elena," he said. That was one of the few times that he called me by my given name.
"I should have brought him to my dungeon here and tortured him for months, maybe dr
