Six months have passed since Elias' departure, and besides working in my office most of the time, and spending time at the Lover's Pavillon, late at night. I've started staying in the castle more frequently, that even the King has come by to ask if I should take one of the guest rooms.
"No, Your Majesty, I'm fine. Sleeping on the leather couch is comfortable, there is no need to be worried." I answered and he let out a small concerned sigh, stepping forward to put his burly hands on my shoulders, making me meet his eyes.
"Rebecca, obviously you're not fine, and sleeping in a fine bed will do you some good. Please allow me to arrange this, it will make me and your father feel at ease, knowing that you're being cared for." He looked into my eyes, knowing that I had eye bags.
