Twelve

My head pounding was the thing that disturbed me from my sleep, I struggled to open my eyes and when I did, it was go see a council member face close to mine. 

The man with Themis hair color eyes widened when he saw my eyes was opened and he scrambled away from me. “Your majesty, her eyes are opened.” He rushed out and within second, his face was replaced with a younger looking face, a shock of black hair that looked like it was painted and if I ran my fingers through it, my hand will come out stained with some of the ink. A well-defined face with enchanting eyes that could leave even the most serious woman who was immune to men, speechless when they rest on the woman. 

In other words, My husband was leaning over me, with worry in his eyes, worry mostly false and as much as I would hate to prove him wrong that nothing was wrong with me, I couldn’t because my head was like a war drum. 

When I groaned, His attention cut