Acceptance (Part 1)

-Karen-

Nathan’s presence woke me up later in the day. I looked up and saw him looking down at me with a somber look on his face. What’s that look for? I started to get up when he stopped me. “Rest.” He ordered simply. “We do need to start working on getting you prepared but it won't do any good if you’re this exhausted… It will make it harder, and you won't remember anything important.” I snuggled back down into the warm blanket.

“Thank you…” I murmured tiredly. I’m so worn out… I could sleep for two more days easily.

“I want to talk to you about something that’s been on my mind for a while now.” He said quietly. I watched him as he sat down on the edge of the bed. He was quiet for several minutes as he looked at his hands. “Prince Conor…” Oh boy… “He really loves you, Karen… And I can see that in everything he says and does. He reminds me so much of myself when I was young…” Nathan recalled softly. He reminds you of yourself? “I have been talking with him at length… At first it was