Chapter 15:
Faye POV – The Morning After
After the incident, we all returned to the restaurant for breakfast.
We needed energy. Especially Bom—he looked like a ghost. There were dark circles under his eyes, his posture was slouched, and his expression screamed "Regis trauma unlocked !."
Apparently, Regis had clung to him all night like a baby koala to his mom with abandonment issues.
I chuckled to myself while cutting into my eggs.
Bob leaned in. "You're thinking about it again, aren't you , bom and regis ?"
I whispered through a giggle, "I can't unsee it. That image is going to live in my brain rent-free for eternity."
He chuckled too."me too faye "
Regis, clearly on edge, slammed his palm on the table. "Stop whispering. I can hear you."
Bom sipped his tea. "Well, they saw you spooning me anyway, so what's the point?"
Bob and I burst out laughing.
Even Clavis—the cold wall of stone—visibly chuckled. His shoulder twitched.finally a Progress.
Hector? Still stone. Maybe one day we'll get him to laugh. Or cry. Or breathe differently.or no speak more maybe ?
Regis crossed his arms. "It was because I was tired. That's why i didn't do it in purpose ! "
Bom cut in. "Hey, Faye… did I tell you what happened last night?"
I raised an eyebrow. "No wait cause something else happened . What tell me ?"
Bom smirked. "A servant knocked on our door… told us to keep it down."
Bob nearly choked on his pancake.
Clavis quickly turned away, trying to suppress his laugh. Respectful, but barely holding it.
Hector? Statue.
I blinked. "Wait… keep it down? Why?"
Bom leaned back, hands behind his head. "so innocent faye It was a parental suite. There was yelling. Groaning. Dramatic cries of emotional pain. The servant definitely thought we were a young married couple … doing things."
Regis's face turned so red I thought steam would come out of his ears.
"You mean… they thought you were…" I hesitated, then whispered, "in love?"
Bom grinned. "Let's just say they thought we had a very passionate night."
Bob was on the floor at this point—dying of laughter.
Even Clavis let out a short snort. Big Huge progress. actualy any person will laught after hearing this ...
Regis jumped to his feet. "I'm going outside! You're all insane."
As he turned, a knight in silver-blue armor sprinted toward him and dropped to one knee.
"King Regis of Regsialand," the knight panted, "I've been searching the entire city for you. It's very urgent."
Regis narrowed his eyes. "You're not from Queen Zare's guard."
The knight nodded grimly. "yes , Your Majesty. i'm andrew I serve directly under the royal healer's guild."
Then his voice shook.
"Queen Zare is dying."
Regis froze.
The knight continued, "Last night… she was attacked. A bird. Blue, feathered, unnatural. No one's ever seen anything like it in Zarethune. She was poisoned, my king ."
Regis's voice cracked. "What?!"
Bob, still regaining breath, mumbled, "Wow. Great timing. We show up, she's healthy. Next morning? She's dying."
I turned to him. "Bob, not now , stop with your sarcasm this is serious !"
The knight looked to Bom and pointed. "Our healers don't understand the wound. But if he's truly an immortal doctor like they say—please, we need him now the queen zera is dying ... ."
Bom's usual sarcasm disappeared. He stood up, face serious for once. "Take me to her. I'll do what I can."
And just like that, we rushed back to Queen Zare's palace.
The jokes were over. It was time to save a life.
A Royal Queen One !