Like any infatuated person, Prince Qui was almost being driven to madness. It was like his body could not find its rightful place. All his muscles were aching, and he knew it was not because he sparred with some soldiers earlier. It was a different kind of pain.
He remembered when his soldiers who had amputated limbs told him that they could still pain from them. Phantom Pain the doctors called it.
Prince Qui felt like his pain was like that. He was aching in a way that he had never before. Wait, was he sick? Had he somehow contracted a disease while outside for the first time? But that did not sound right.
He did not even dare go back to bed tonight because he saw it pointless. There was no way that he was going to fall asleep thinking about Tianshi Xue. He could try to talk to her. Radios were a thing, but he did not want to get distracted.
