Chapter８６

"I've been able to overcome it in the past, so I have no doubt that I can do it again. The discomfort may only last a few days, but I'll be OK," he said, sending Ella's heart into a tumultuous pirouette.

She knew it was excessive for the King, who was usually so tough and merciless, to have broken down in such a way.

Tears threatened to well up in her eyes, but she was not yet ready to let them fall. She wanted to say something, anything, but she couldn't think of a thing to say. "I need to be alone, Ella," he muttered at last, putting an end to her train of thinking.

She swallowed hard, turned around, and left without uttering a word, still bewildered.

After two hours, the moon had begun its ascent into the night sky. Spenser lay on the bed, his head in his hands, his heart beating wildly. The moon's radiance had already begun to fry his brain.... like that savagery.

When the door opened, he caught a whiff of Viscar and the Doctor.