#Chapter 115 The King’s Request

Carols ‘POV Everything hurt. But the pain was good, right? That meant I was still alive. I’m not sure how long I was asleep, but when I opened my eyes, Aiden was sitting by my side. He was running his fingers through my hair, and he looked exhausted like he hadn’t slept in days. I gently squeezed his hand, which was left beside me, and his eyes found my face and widened. “You’re awake,” he whispered, relief evident on his face. He leaned toward me and pressed his soft lips against my temple. I closed my eyes and took in his calming scent, loving how relaxed it made me feel even when I was in a world of pain. “Candance,” Aiden called over his shoulder. “She’s awake.” “Oh, good. Try not to move her. She’s probably in a lot of pain. That healing stuff can be rough on the body.” “What happened to me?” I asked; my memory was a bit foggy. One minute we were heading to our room after speaking to my biological father, and the next I was in the palace clinic in a world of