Celeste's POV
I jump into the bed and groan. My back is killing me! I've been busy for the last two days. We've been traveling from here to there.
I have cuts in my body because of helping everyone. I learned how to cut weeds, grasses, trees, and so on and so forth.
I even cut my fingers whenever I help the ladies who are cooking our food. It's already ten at night, and I just finished helping with the dishes.
"Your majesty, can I speak with you?" Earl Sebastian called. I rolled over and faced the ceiling of my tent.
"Come in," I stated.
I force myself to get up, even if I groan in pain. My whole body is aching! He gets inside. I saw the tray he was holding. There's tea, some ointments, and bandages.
"Why did you have those?" I ask. I stood up and sat on the wooden chair. He crouches in front of me.
"Excuse me," he remarks.
