Diwal met me outside of the room. He was leaning on the wall in front of the door and straightened up as soon as he saw me.
"You look well," he said as his shoulders slumped down with relief.
"Was I not before?" I teased as I started walking.
"Don't say it like that," he frowned as he fell into step with me. "You do not know how hard it was for everyone to lose you."
"About that," we turned to another hallway, "how was everyone?"
He looked down before raising his head and telling me with the sober expression, "it was not good. Half of them were keeping the king away from you. It was difficult for everyone because he was willing to sink his teeth inside you to make sure that you live a long life. The rest were panicking over your health."
Again? I huffed and looked at him only to collide with a wall. I fell over at the impact but braced myself by placing my hands forward.