As we make our way inside the Castle, my legs still feel weak, but I was expecting that. It’s not like four or perhaps five filo pastries can magically fuel up my powers. I’ll be needing rest now. But I’m not falling asleep without my first wing treatment. I hope it’s not too late yet.
Eros keeps eyeing me worriedly for the whole time it takes us to reach my guest room but doesn’t say anything. I know he is probably tempted to simply carry me there, but I am not going to let him. I am capable of walking on my own now, so I don’t need him playing hero like the Hercules he is.
My thighs are stinging as we only begin to walk up the staircase, but I grit my teeth together and force myself to endure the unpleasantness. It’s just a few more stairs and a bit down the hallway. Then I can t
