Chapter Sixty-Seven – I'm tired.

She watched him as he bandaged the lady's legs. He was really gentle and tended to wince when the lady winced.

Margaret shook the thought if her mind. He was still her enemy. A random rumor of them being mates shouldn't throw her off balance.

It could be another trick of the dark energy. The place where his mother had passed through had fallen on some maidens.

It would need a whole lot of patching, more protection for the King. Not to add the other victims it fell on.

'Take a break. Let another cleaner take over. And please tell the soldiers to guard Anya incase my mother returns for her".

The maiden bowed at her King, blushing hard, before leaving.

Gerard turned to Margaret, she looked away, 'You are mad at me, right? Yeah, you should" he sat besides her.

'Trouble just keeps coming. I'm really tired" he told her. She made an eye roll and laid back on the bed.