Zelda's POV
"Why are my wings listening to you?" I ask the new face as he carefully observes the pattern my wings are moving.
I still can't wrap my head around it whenever I mention them as MY WINGS. Because just a year ago, I was a human. And then I believed I was the Witch Princess but I don't know anymore.
"Why isn't no one coming? Usually they knock on my door every hour just to make sure I didn't kill myself" I ask Maddox and the new face again and they just look at each other.
"They are all sleeping. Peacefully, I hope" The man says as he plucks a feather out of my left wing.
"Owww" I scoff in pain. And the pain is almost equivalent to hair being plucked.
Oh wow. So I do feel pain when someone does something to my wings. I finally dare to look at them and they look breatht
