"Babe? How are you feeling?" King Luther asked worriedly as soon as he noticed that she finally is awake.
"I'm fine," Portia said making King Lither's brow furrowed.
"You always say that you're fine but the truth is not Baby, I'm worried."
"I said I'm fine and I mean it, Luther," Portia said.
"Are you mad at me?" King Luther couldn't look at her, "I'm sorry."
Portia chuckled and said, "Silly, I'm not mad. I'm fine."
"I'm sorry, I was too busy with my training. I let you do my clearance, look what happened to you."
Portia smiled, "As long as you enjoyed it, it's fine."
"I love you," King Luther said to her making her heart thump.
"I love you too," Portia answered, "You may miss your game for staying here, your training will be put to waste."
"I'm worried about you, I can't play we
