Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 67

Dylan POV

It had been 6 days since the king left for Australia, and only just was I able to leave the hospital. I had been given explicit instructions to come back every couple of days for my burn treatments, but there wasn’t much else that could be done about my back, except no vigorous activity.

Was I still sore? Definitely. Was it manageable? Yes it was. My neck was very stiff from the lack of movement over the past week, but the palace had been so quiet without the king and so I really couldn’t complain. Id had one visit from the dowager queen, and a small berating from her for being ‘lazy‘, but overall it had been the most peaceful week I’ve had in months.

Lewis had been acting strange, some days he had been quite distant and others, like today he had been very prominent. It’s been nice having him here to be honest, it’s almost as if he understands what I was going through. I know he couldn’t, I know no one could understand to the full extent. Not even Nick, but having a friend helps keep my head on straight.

night th

an extra Lewis asked me yet again as I struggled to get a

get up and out of here or I

shook my head and smiled as I completed them all, before slowly slipping my feet into a pair

wearing nothing but constricting ballgowns and heels higher than the palace itself. However, there was no way I could get my body into one of them without causing more damage. So I had to compromise with the wicked wolf of the west, my dress designer

stick and bone. I was unhealthily thin, my cheeks were so sunken in that my cheekbones had an almost skeletal look about

week. You’ve got more color in your face.” Lewis walked up behind me slightly with a small bottle of water and handed it to me. “Another

and turned to smile at him. He was right, no matter how bad I looked today,

little blunt, technically Lewis had t done anything to me. He just stood by and watched King Josh do what

walking out of the hospital wing was a

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