Nicholas’s POV
“Your majesty.” The sorceress Gwen said as she bowed in respect.
I gave her a nod and walked straight to the couch, lowering myself into it. My body felt heavy from lack of sleep, but my mind was sharp. Gwen glanced at the door like she expected someone to follow me in.
“Where’s your wife?” she asked.
“I came alone,” I said simply, settling back.
She turned to me with a small smile.
“What?” I asked.
She shook her head. “Nothing. It’s just that you’re glowing. You look happier than I’ve seen you in years.”
I didn’t reply. Happiness felt dangerous right now, like something that could be snatched away any second. Gwen closed the door quietly and took the chair facing me. Her eyes studied me for a moment.
“Your wife never came back after she and her friend visited to
