Primrose could almost feel the weariness behind those words. Caring for someone who had been sick and suffering for so long was never easy. It wasn't that the ill meant to be cruel, but when pain consumed them day after day, their moods darkened, and patience wore thin.
Then the woman's eyes turned to Primrose, softening with surprise and warmth. "Oh my, is this Her Majesty the Queen?"
[She's so beautiful … and she looks like such a kind woman,] the maid thought to herself. [I heard she's human, like me, but I never imagined His Majesty could truly fall in love with a human.]
She must have seen the way Edmund helped Primrose down from her horse. His touch was gentle and protective, and he never let go of her hand. To anyone watching, it was clear that the mighty King of Beasts loved his wife deeply.
