Bob POV
Today, I spent the whole day with the king. He pushed me around the palace; I sat in the wheelchair, feeling confused and shocked that the king was the one pushing the chair. Never in my wildest dreams could I dream up this day. He was showing places that most were not permitted to enter, and it felt more than odd having the king push me about. I tried to walk at times when we entered a room, and he allowed me to do what I could, which I appreciated, but he hovered around me more than Troy or Scott ever did, like a mother waiting for her baby to falter.
He talked the whole time about the palace, its history, and where I would fit into all of this; he also promised that when I could walk further, he would take me into the tunnels like he had with Scott and have sword fights with B
