ANGELA AJAX
I woke up in the arms of a man, running breathlessly. I can’t miss the pain I am feeling in my head, so I groan.
“Logan?”
“We are almost there, Angela. Hold on,”
He is running so fast it is not even normal.
“No, stop. Take me back to the palace. I need to get back there now,” I insist.
“Angela, it is not safe. The King wants your neck, and I won’t let that happen to you,”
“You don’t understand, Logan. I need to stop the fight, or it will be passed on to our children. I don’t want that. I just want peace,” He finally stops and kneels, putting me down breathlessly.
“Let me go back there then, I will finish it. I will go against the King if I have to, but I just want you to stay safe, I can’t lose you,” He gets emotional, but refuses to let out his tears.
“Logan,
