Chapter 36 (editing)

Third Person Narrative

It has been a month since the death of Blake and Israel hasn't been the same, she's been having sleepless nights of Blake's death, and a Demon.

"Milady," Claire called, tapping her lightly on the shoulder.

"Yes." She replied clearing her throat.

"The king has requested your presence."

"Okay, let me just...."

"Israel, I think it's best if you freshen up first," Claire explained looking at her with a sympathetic manner.

"Yes, you're right, let me just go and freshen up." She agreed walking towards the bathroom in slow strides.

"Do you need help?"

"Thank you, but I can manage." She uttered.

When she made her way inside the bathroom, she locked the door behind her and a sob escaped her parted lips, feeling the baby's kick bought her back to reality, and slowly she made her way over towards the mirror.