Love can kill

Elina was done wearing the dry clothes the king gave her, it was cold earlier but after getting rid of the wet clothes she felt a bit better

“What's this place?” She muttered and ran her hand over the wooden table while looking around, she thought he would take her back to the mansion. But he brought her to a secluded cottage, a small little cabin Elina found quite lovely

It was nice and clean, very cozy. Elina wanted to ask the king if it was his. He was still changing back in the small living room, Elina glanced around, there was a small bed covered in linens by the small window. It was running heavily, she only saw trees waving around when she stepped out of the room

As expected the king was still trying to set up the fireplace. Elina crossed her arms around herself and walked up to him. She was wearing a large loose long-sleeved shirt with large shorts. She guessed they belonged to a man, could it be that the clothes belonged to the king