"Alright, I'm glad to say that you're fully healed." The doctor smiled as she unwrapped the bandage around my head. Hearing that made me relieved. I was sick of this hospital bed, sick of barely knowing what was out there. I needed to ask, and every second I spent here was a delay in my plan.
I want to run before the king knows about my condition. I have to protect my life and the future of my baby. Whatever it takes. If only there's a way I could reach the king's brother. He had a solid plan, and right now, after what happened, the guard posted outside my door never leaves.
"I'd have to say, Miss Jessica, I believe that your pregnancy protected you."
I looked at her, confused. "What? What do you mean?" I cleared my mind, refocusing on the matter at hand.
