After speaking, Bree seized a brief moment when the military doctor wasn't paying attention and cast Yilan a subtle glance.
Yilan wasn't completely foolish.
She understood immediately.
"…Alright. I'll focus on recovering first."
She lay back down inside the medical pod, though her thoughts were anything but calm.
I suffered so much for him… Vincent will have to make it up to me.
She had heard that the Firebird Clan possessed a special bonding ritual—one that could instantly elevate a female's rank.
If she could become Vincent's partner… He would have to use that ritual on her.
The thought alone made her heart race.
The more she imagined it, the more impatient she became to see him.
Suddenly, she looked at the doctor. "Where is Prince Vincent? I want to see him."
The doctor froze. How would he know?
He wasn't Vincent's aide or adjutant—he didn't follow the prince around.
"I… I'm not sure," he admitted, shaking his head.
Useless.
