The king's hurried footsteps echoed through the palace hallway as he made his way toward his bedchambers.
The guards stationed along the corridor immediately straightened at his approach, bowing their heads respectfully. Enzo barely acknowledged them. His mind had been occupied ever since her guard interrupted the council meeting with the news he had been desperately waiting to hear.
Arabella was awake.
For four agonizing days, she had remained unconscious, forcing him to endure endless hours of worry and uncertainty. Now, hearing she had finally opened her eyes, he could hardly contain himself.
Without hesitation, he pushed open their chamber doors.
His gaze immediately swept across the room frantically.
For a brief second, panic gripped him when he couldn't find her. Then his eyes landed on the figure resting against the pillows on the bed.
Relief washed through him
Sophia, who had been seated beside Arabella's bed while holding her hand, quickly stood and bowed her head.
