-Amber-
All eyes were fixed on me, and I felt like I might faint, but I couldn’t afford to break now. My freedom was just a few steps away—though each step felt like an eternity. Or perhaps they only felt that way because of my poor condition.
I trembled uncontrollably, my legs pleading for rest, and I agreed with the king’s conclusion regarding a concussion, but if I could just make it to the door…
“Need help?” he inquired.
“From you?” I asked, as I neared the king slowly.
“If you prefer someone else—"
“No! You can all just stand there and watch me leave. I don’t need any of your help,” I told him harshly, hoping he would leave me alone.
How awful did I have to be for him to get the hint? I was usually not this cruel. I could be a bit cold, I would not lie. I had to be protective o
