#Chapter 92 – Healing the kitten

Hannah’s POV The infirmary was on the other end of the palace; Henry followed me with the kitten in his arms until we reached the infirmary. Dr. Conway sat at his desk and looked startled when we entered. He stood to his feet quickly and gave me a quick bow; worry was evident in his expression. “Is everything okay, your majesty?” He asked, rushing toward me. “Are you injured?” “No,” I answered, breathlessly. I looked over at the kitten in Henry’s arms. “We found an injured kitten and I want to see if I can help it. Do you mind if I use some supplies?” “I don’t mind at all,” Dr. Conway said; his brows furrowing together as he stared at the cat. I could tell this was new territory for him and he wasn’t used to helping injured animals. I ignored his questioning looks and went over to a bed, motioning for Henry to put the kitten down. He did so and I wrapped the kitten in a small blanket. She was shaking rapidly, and