“Matteo, is something wrong with me?"

“He's still asking me that?" Matteo whispered under his breath but I heard him.

“What was that?"

"I'm just surprised that you're just noticing something is wrong with you, I can't blame you though, being under a spell can do that.” He said and my brows furrowed in confusion.

"What do you mean by that?” I asked, as I dropped the pen I was holding and folded my hands on my chest looking at him.

“I've been trying to tell you my King but you won't listen because she has you wrapped around her fingers. I don't even know how to help you." He...