32. My King

"Selene... My Selene"

"I'm here, Your Majesty," she whispered.

Selene placed the letter on the table and approached Frederick, she touched his forehead to measure his temperature, it was still warm, but it no longer seemed to burn as it had before.

"I'm here, I'm not going anywhere," she promised, taking his hand and squeezing it between her fingers.

Frederick moved restlessly, his heart was agitated by memories that placed Selene in grave danger.

"My Lady, I will not allow anything bad to happen to you," Frederick murmured, furrowing his brow. "No matter if I have to give my life," he added with pain.

Selene couldn't help her tears from overflowing down her cheeks as she heard what Frederick was willing to do for her. A heaviness formed in her heart, what had she done for him? Nothing! She had done nothing, she had accused and challenged him. She had done many things she shouldn't have done, but it was too late for regret, all she could do was improve the things she had done wrong in