Chapter Thirty- seven. On the bed
Ivanna's POV
Jenny held my hand after she settled. Her smiles were sentimental, and her eyes held a doze of tears.
"I’m sorry you had to suffer so much for a crime you didn't commit. They put you through so much hell. You didn't deserve any of it."
"It's all over now, Jenny. I survived it. That's what matters."
"Yes, you did. And I'm proud of you. So proud." She mused, pulling me into a tight, long hug.
We chatted a bit more, about random stuff, until she got the whole mood suffocating with her question.
"So tell me, what are you going to do about the king?" She asked.
I sighed. I'd be lying if I said I had this situation figured out. It was all too complicated. Everything happened so fast, that I barely had the time to think.
One second, I was
