"Please, do not misunderstand, Your Majesty," Rose replied. "I simply would like a little rest. My body has been through so much in such a short time."
She was trying to guilt-trip him. Not that the Crown Prince had much of a heart. He only cared about his wants, but a part of her hoped he cared if his toy broke.
Caius scratched at his stubble, and for the longest time, he didn't say anything, which made Rose slightly uneasy. He adjusted in the seat and picked up the letter.
"If your health isn't any better by tomorrow…" Caius paused briefly as he stared hard at her, letter in hand. It was thick as he held it. "I shall be requesting a physician. I will only condone your charade for today."
