~ Chapter Four - Season II ~

Three months had passed and I had completely recovered. Well, at least, in my perspective.

For my family and the Medicine King, I was still required to stay in bed for another month. But I didn’t want to do that. To remain bed-ridden wouldn’t help me recover. It would only make me more ill, which was absolutely against the idea of recuperating.

After giving a few gentle stretches, I carefully removed myself from the sheets of my bed. I still had to be very cautious with my actions. My wounds, partially healed, still, stung if I used my body to the extreme. I was in the middle of fixing my bed when a knock came upon my door.

“Enter,” I answered, taking a last look at the bed.

The door opened and as I turned, Gonzalo entered. “Good morning, Your Highness,” he bowed the moment he stepped foot inside my room.

“Good morning, Gonzalo,” I walked towards him. “How is everything today?”

“Everything is on schedule, Your Highness,” Gonzalo replied. “Your parents are currently in a