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Chapter 67: His Eyes Like Inferno

Author: Aria Starweaver
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-17 22:18:26

~Ioana~

"It must be hard being a queen…" he spoke with a sigh.

"Well…" my words hung awkwardly in the air. What could I say to such a statement? He brought the spoon to my lips and I sipped, little-by-little contemplating.

"It's not." Finally, I shook my head, denying.

He gave me a long look. It seemed to contain a thousand words but he opted for, "I think it is. You were unconscious when they brought you in…" He placed the spoon down. "You didn't see the way they reacted even hours later while you were in a coma, like the heavens were about to crash."

I chuckled, then coughed a couple of times. "Isn't that a good thing?" I smiled.

"It’s supposed to be—that is, if they were concerned about you it would have been touching."

My heart dropped. I gave him a look. "What do you mean?" I replied drily, moving my eyes away.

"I mean what I said, Queen. No one asked for your well-being." He paused, cocked his head to the side. "Actually, they did but—" he shook his head, "it's different." He gr
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