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Alpha King Dimitrio.
Her newly changed clothes clings to her skin as I cradle Melissa in my arms. Her head is resting against my chest and I am watching every rise and fall of her breath. I cannot help but have concern etch deeply into my features.
Inside the chambers, the servants are moving slowly as I ordered in other to not disturb her. They have stripped the bloody soiled sheets from the bed, replacing them with fresh linens. The scent of the clean fabrics mingles with the earthy aroma of the wood burning in the hearth. With a stern gaze, I watch as they fluff the pillows and smooth the blankets as per Elizabeth instructions.
She is whispering her orders to them.
“Your majesty.” She says, telling me that the bed has been prepared.
Gently, I lay Melissa down, careful not t
