The sunshine through the window and birds chirping wake me. I roll over and stretch, my body quickly reminding me of last night.
“Ooooh,” I cry out in pain.
“What’s wrong?” My mate’s voice makes me jump, sending more pain through my body.
Prince Joseph stands from a chair by the window and approaches me. My heart beats faster with each of his steps. I don’t want him near me. He reaches out and hands me a vial.
“Another pain tonic,” he tells me. “If you need it.”
His face is as stony as it usually is, giving nothing away. How could I have thought he was kind yesterday? He smiled at me, but it was all a lie. How do I even know this is a pain tonic? He could be giving me poison. I hold it up to the light to inspect it. It’s the right color, and whatever I took last night didn’
