Book 8: Chapter 43
“Your Majesty, are you not going to sleep?”
I turned around to look at Shusia and replied, “I’ll sit for a bit longer.”
“You should add some wood to the fire, then, or else you might get sick.”
“I won’t. I’m afraid of sleeping.”
I threw a piece of wood into the fire and watched the fire boldly envelop the piece of wood, then gradually burn the brown piece of wood into a black colour. I continued in a quiet voice, “I can’t sleep. When I sleep, I have dreams of nothing, but Luna’s smile. My heart aches so much when I wake up. I miss her so much. I miss her too much.”
Shusia sat down next to me. She looked at the fire and quietly asked, “If you do this, Her Majesty may not forgive you. Are you sure you want to do this? You handed over the map you struggled to obtain in the desert to keep your life, but you are marching to your own death this time. Is it worth it?”
“I’m not marching to my own death. I’m just going to pick up Luna to bring her home, and that’s all. The royal family’s cemetery is my family’s cemetery. Do I need to barge in?”
I then looked at her, “It’s just that I need to deal with the Valkyries. The Valkyries are my mom’s guards, not my guards. I won’t make compromises with them this time. If they stop me, your mission will be be to break their defences. If they attack us, retaliate.”
“Your Majesty…”