Queen Rosina's Pov

Okay, I'm finished.

Throughout the night, I toss in my bed, unable to sleep.

I woke up the next day with a piercing headache.

"You okay?" Max asked, making his way out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist.

I groaned, massaging my forehead.

"Headache," I answered.

"That's what happens when you don't sleep at night. What's bothering you?" He asked, coming to where I was.

"A lot. I received countless threats last night and I have no idea who sent it." I said.

"Threats about?" He asked, placing his forefinger on my head and massaging it.

I moaned at the slight relief it gave...