Three days had gone by, and King Aziz was slowly responding to treatment in the comfort of his bed. The doctor had informed them that, luckily, the king was not poisoned, but he did pass out of exhaustion.

Hearing this news had put Lily at ease; she was relieved that no one was trying to kill her husband, but she was mad that he worked himself so much. She could not explain where her sudden need to protect her husband had come from. For the past three days, Lily had done nothing else but care for the king. She made sure that he had his bath, ate his food, and...