COURTNEY'S POV
After Viktor left the room, I screamed out in frustration. When I was plagued by nightmares of Griffith's death and my family from my world.
The following day when I woke up, my body felt a little bit better. I was finally able to get out of bed on my own and move around a bit though I felt weak and tired. The drug Viktor had given was working its way out of my system. As I was helped by the servants to get ready for the day and eat, I asked them which wing I was in. Though I already had a vague suspicion which one it was.
"You are currently in the King's wing, Your Highness," the servant answered.
Viktor was making me stay in his wing. It was probably to keep a close eye on me and my movements in the castle.
"How long have I been here?" I then asked them to get an idea of the amount of time that had passed since the coup.
"You arrived 4 days ago, Your Highness,"
