Chapter 45 A King In My Bed

• “Get him up, get him up please.” I shot, no one seeming to snap out of the feelings they were buried in. I tried standing, afraid to hurt him, but the king was passed out so I sucked in a breath and tried standing up with him.
• Brum was scattered on the floor, his mind not there, knowing he had gone through the worst torture with my heart tearing for him. I wished I could go to him and apologize but I could not.
• My tears were blinked back.