"Feeling a little better?" I asked, sitting down on one of the broken benches made entirely out of marble. The sides of it are broken with a massive gaping hole at the side, out of which a small flower grew from the cracks. Tiny and beautiful, in it's own way, I suppose. Very much like someone I know.
"Yeah. Sorry." He mumbled looking at the ground sheepishly, not able to look me in the eyes at all. "I didn't mean to cause problems like that for you, Orion. I really am sorry."
"Enough with your apologies." It took everything in me to not roll my eyes at this person beside me. But I did give him a good smack on the back of his head so that should be even for the both of us. "Tell me … what was he talking about?"
"The King?"
"Yes." I sucked in my breath, remembering what the man told me only seconds ago. "You are going with him? Or is he just trying to pull my leg once again?"
