Chapter 37

[Nayla's POV]

Upon hearing the news from Khayim, my expression immediately turned serious.

"Is Prince Cleric's life in danger?"

"I don't know, we were told that he was heavily injured."

I was about to get up from the bed when he leaned over and pressed my shoulder slightly and pushed me back.

"No, Nayla," he shook his head at me. "I know what you're going to do, but you just wake up. You need to get some rest."

I doubt that he has mind-reading skills, because he can easily guess my mind every time. Most of the time, his ability makes me happy, but occasionally, it also causes me some lovely burdens, such as now.

"Khayim, I know, but I have to know if he is ok."

I tried to get up again, but he increased the strength in his hands, but it didn't hurt me.

"I am your beta, I will go."