If miserable was a person, it would be Davina in her current state…
Her body felt frozen in time and the taste in her mouth was overly metallic and gross. Davina’s eyes were glued shut but her ears were functioning overly well.
The sound of birds, a distant humming of air was sounded unrealistically clear to her. Davina wanted to move, the darkness before her eyes was starting to scare her. She wanted to see the light, she wanted to see her King.
Even in her helpless state, she was worrying about his health. Was her effort a complete waste? Did he wake up? Her blank mind was instantly filled with these thoughts.
And then, someone spoke.
“Please don’t blame yourself, your majesty.” She heard a small voice say. It was unmistakably Victori’s. Davina breathed in and out a few times, men
