Bernice
It only takes an hour for us to return to the palace. By the time we got back, I was winded. Fighting took a lot out of me, not to mention the s*x afterward. I’m still recovering from the heat I endured after the fight ended. I wasn’t expecting to go into heat like that, but I suppose it means my condition is once again worsening.
We reached my bedroom where Landry insisted, I lay down so he can give me the blood treatment. His blood, mixed with the berries he’s picked in his garden, helps to minimize my symptoms. But it’s not going to prevent me from dying. He says it’ll slow down time a bit so he can find a cure. I don’t want to disappoint him, but I know there’s no cure. Or else I would have found it by now and cured myself. If there was a way to make it so I don’t die when
