"We thought you knew the prince would be here, ma'am."
I close my eyes and take a deep breath to calm my nerves. One of the two who follows me to my room is dressing my wound as I tell them I won't allow any magic to heal the blunt gush on my elbow. I clutch my bathrobe when it stings as they apply some antiseptic liquid to clean the blood, but compared to what I am feeling in my heart right now, that pain feels like nothing but a bite of ants.
That glare I got from Blake an hour ago before coming to this suite is still there. Like as if he was drilling holes in the back of my head. I won't bother myself with finding the reason behind his anger towards me. There is nothing to mend or fix, as I vowed to myself a long ago not to let this man into my life for every wrong thing he did to m
