It was not until six in the morning that Carey opened his eyes and saw the sun shining brightly on his face. The clouds were gone and he could hear the singing of the morning birds all around him. He yawned and rubbed his eyes and saw the Princess holding Kali’s hand. He rubbed his eyes again in disbelief- she was attending to the cut on his hand that he had previously incurred when he grabbed the Elder Thugs sword from behind. It was a brave act nonetheless but Carey couldn’t help but get jealous when he saw the Princess attending to his wound? He was new to this romance thing and he presumed that she felt the same way.
“Oh! Mr. Carey, you are awake! We have made some Chai, come, sit with us!” she smiled at him.
“Good Morning your highness!” remarked Carey dusting his clothes.
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