He woke up first, and when he saw Katrina's face beside her, he inhaled deeply and placed his hand on her forehead. "You look beautiful," he whispered and leaned in to kiss her, but she fluttered her eyes open and he cleared his throat and rose up from the bed. Christian greeted and smiled at her.
Katrina rolled her eyes and scratched the back of her head. "Your highness," she said as she tried to get out of bed, but she groaned in pain when she couldn't raise her shoulder.
"Easy there," Christian whispered to her. "Your shoulder was stabbed and it was stitched up by the Royal physician." How do you feel? " He asked her.
