Leticia’s POV
I needed a break, and the King was kind enough to let me be for a couple of days. After I was discharged, I stayed in the same room as Miranda, who apparently was asked to be my personal maid until I got better.
News that I had saved the prince spread like wildfire, saying I had covered him in my wolf form so he wouldn’t freeze until help arrived, and even used medicinal herbs I found despite my body being so battered.
I’m sure the King is behind those rumors, because none of them are true.
Yes, I did help him by cleansing his omium, but that was it. I didn’t do anything else.
I didn’t cover him with my body. I didn’t forage for herbs with broken ribs and a punctured lung. I barely managed to crawl close enough to touch him before the world went dark.
In fact, if some
