I was so worried about Richard that I thought I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight, but in fact, when my head was on the pillow, my consciousness was as if someone had turned off the lights, which could be due to the fatigue of the journey and the trouble of being sucked by Keith. So I don't have the strength to worry about anyone.

The next evening I sent Keith to get something to eat, but he did not go, claiming that he was worried about the prince, and that he had not been in Richard's room since morning, so I was not interested, and there was no problem...