She opened her eyes in an enormous chamber, surrounded by four healers. She did not need to be told that she was in a royal healing den. She just didn't know what happened to her. The last thing she remembered was staring at Brandon's picture in military regalia and his name written in full. Prince Brandon Oliver Frostbane. Tears began to stream down her wolf. She knew it was her fault, but he should have forgiven her. He shouldn't go on without explaining some certain things to her.
She never knew a wolf was also holding her palm until she felt a gentle squeeze. She looked up and saw Princess Elara sitting beside the bed.
"How do you feel now?" One of the healers asked. She was short of words, so she nodded slowly.
