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Chapter 49: Take It

Penulis: Amara Nelson
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I rush to Althea's room, pounding on the door.

"It's me! Everything is okay!" I shout.

She throws open the door, crashing into me with her arms wide. I laugh, spinning her around and squeezing tightly.

"Theo?" she asks when I release her.

"Waiting for you, I'm sure," I tell her with a grin.

She kisses me on the cheek before she takes off down the hall. I smile, happy to see my sister so joyful. I would give anything to keep her in this state. And maybe we could.

I make my way back to the king. We shut the bedroom door behind us, and he helps me take my corset off. The armor saved my life more than once and it showed. There were a few holes in the hide that prevented a puncture to my chest.

He carefully bandages my shoulder, taking his time with gentle movements. I'm so exhausted, I almost fall asleep as he does.

When Ambrose is finally done, he carries me to the bed and lays beside me, wrapping his arms around me.

We don't say a word. We don't need to. I know he's awa
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