TIARA THORNELLS
I’d been restlessly pacing around my room for a while now. Before coming back inside, we had gone out to take the last of the castle’s trash to the disposal area. It was then that I overheard two royal guards talking and what I heard made my heart race.
Prince Zatan had returned.
But what alarmed me more was what they said next... he was bleeding.
Panic settled deep within me. I couldn’t help but worry, the thought of him injured pulling at my chest like a tight cord. I immediately asked if I could be the one to assist him. I begged and the guard allowed it. Now here I am, anxiously waiting in my room, counting every second.
What could have happened in the battle?
Even while I was working earlier, my thoughts were far from the present.
My mind kept drifting to the
