You Look Better

Laeddin burst into my room. "Princess?"

I adjusted myself and stood. "I'm fine. I - uh, just fell."

His hands roamed my body as though he were feeling for broken bones, even though that wasn't possible. "What's this?" He touched the diamond on my forehead.

I shrugged. "I'm not sure but I'm guessing it has to do with the crown."

"You're probably right." He pursed his lips in a grim line. "You sure you're all right?"

"Yes. I'm good."

Laeddin stepped back. "You look better. Rested." He went over to the closet and opened the doors, then faced me. "Which is good because you need to go to your grandmother's funeral."

At hearing his words, my heart sank. "Is it today? Usually funerals take days and days to plan."

"You've been asleep for three." He took a dress from my closet and showed me.

I shook my head. "Three days?" I ran to the window, like the sky could tell me the date. In some ways it could, since the darkness was getting closer and closer. "Why did you let me sleep so long? We s