The whole remainder of the week I spent in the palace was gloomy and sad. I couldn't just get the fact that my beautiful, pure mate was abused by a sinner when she was a child out of my damn head.
And it hurts very badly.
It hurts even more because I can't punish the sinner in the most brutal ways. Because he was already punished in the harshest ways possible by the king once the dark secret surfaced onto the brim.
I've been cuddling my baby from time to time, all the time. It's an honest feeling from my side, and I genuinely want her to heal from that trauma.
I could just, maybe, release that memory from her mind. But that's only possible when we have fulfilled our ritual. I can control anyone's memory, anything, to be specific, but not my mate's actions and thoughts.
Today was
