64. THE WRONG SIDE
VALERIA
I fell asleep a little longer.
However, even though the King told me to rest all day, I'm not the type to spend so many hours in bed.
I walked to the bathroom to wash up, feeling the ache in my sore muscles from all the physical activity.
My thighs were sensitive, and my intimate parts—well, even more so.
Yet, I found myself smiling foolishly in front of the mirror, blushing and satisfied as I traced my fingers over the scars on my face and my swollen lips.
I wasn't sure if it was just