‘Mrs Fields, this is Maia. Maia, this is Mrs Fields, my Head Housekeeper. Please escort Maia to her room, the room next to mine. Get the staff to tend to her wrists, and tell the cook to make whatever she wants for dinner. I will be accompanying her then,’ King Fenris says.‘Yes, my Lord,’ she says, curtsying and taking my hand.‘Maia, I have some urgent matters I need to tend to. I’ll join you for dinner, and we can discuss the war and so forth,’ he says kindly.‘Yes, I’d like that. Thank you,’ I say.Mrs Fields leads me up the grand staircase, along a lengthy passage, and into a stunning bedroom, with a Queen-sized four-poster bed and a balcony. I run outside through two open doors and admire the views.‘The view is breath-taking,’ I tell Mrs Fields, and she chuckles.‘It is indeed. We’re very blessed with excellent views here,’ she says.The skyline is bordered by a row of tall and large trees on the horizon. The training fields are just visible in the distance beneath them. A beau
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