Alana;
I open my eyes, and my heart skips a beat when I see King Wilhelm walk in after Igma.
I try to sit up, but he holds up a hand to me. I quickly lie back down, and he sits beside me.
"Good morning, Your Majesty." I struggle to greet, and he nods as he smacks his mouth like this is another boring activity he has to do.
He leans closer to me, and I freeze as he gently presses about the sides of my neck with his fingers.
"Hmm… broken is quite too dramatic a word, don't you think?" He says as he looks back at Igma, and she steps forward with confusion on her face.
"That's… what the doctor told me…" she replies, and King Wilhelm turns back to me.
"Then I guess it's a good thing I'm no doctor." He replies, and I blink at him, wondering what in lights' name he's up to now.
"Leave us." He orders, and my heart skips a beat.
My eyes immediately find Igma, and she is staring at her uncle with curiously confused eyes.
"Leave… you?" She questions, and he turns back to her.
