*Ciana*

Theo was moved to his room and I went with him. Dottie, the healer, was summoned to check him over. I stood back and watched as she did her job.

She sighed a few times. My heart raced every time and I held my breath.

“Prince Theo is fine,” she said. “He just needs a little time to recover.”

“Are you sure that he is going to be okay?” I wanted to be assured.

“Yes, Miss. If you’re worried, stay with him. You can look after ...