PRIMUS ALEXANDER'S POV
Two days.
That’s how long it’s been since she looked me in the eye.
Since that night on the balcony. Since she asked Levi to carry her instead.
She’d been sleeping in Katherine’s chamber since then, barely stepping out except when Juliet made her eat or forced her to take a walk. And when she did come out, she moved like the wind.
But never toward me. Even though she could feel I was close by.
And now she sat across the room, pale and quiet, beside Levi, but still not beside me. Her dress was bigger than usual, her hands around her side as if she was still in pain from the wound. The burn had scarred, but I wasn’t sure of the deeper wounds.
What she saw, what she believed, would ever heal.
The Elders filled the Order Room with their usual arrogance and sp
