Evelyn
Alexander opens the door to my bedroom for me. He’s been very helpful ever since I woke up in the hospital wing yesterday.
When I was discharged, I wasn’t sure where he would bring me. I was grateful not to go back to the dungeon, but as we headed back to the King’s Palace, I became nervous that he would bring me back to his room.
Even though he knows we’re mates now, I still can’t imagine being intimate with my dad’s killer.
I let out a breath of relief when he led me to my old room instead.
I walk into it slowly, still feeling weak after the poisoning. The wound on my chest is healing well, just a little slower than it would have had the blade not been silver.
The door closes behind me, and I turn to see Alexander in the room with me. I’m sure he has a lot of expectations of
