Edwardian:
I tried to sit up. My face smacked into the top of my coffin. I let my body fall back annoyed. I tried taking in deep breaths as the phantom pain of my wounds spread through me. They're gone but I can still feel the aches. The lid of my coffin was pulled right off and Armadian peered down to me with a worried look. Once he made sure I was fine, he smirked.
"Did you smack your face on the lid?" he grinned.
"Shut up," I laughed sitting up.
"Your nose is bleeding your majesty," we both laughed when I reached up to clean it off.
"How long have I been asleep?" I asked.
"Three nights," I sighed.
"How is she?" I asked.
"She was perfectly fine as soon as she woke up. We have both your father and Malivia in custody. We weren't able to find your mot
