Chapter 106. Long-Awaiting

“All the preparations have been made, my lord. Once the delivery of the last food supplies begins, we will be on our way back home,” Festus informed. He sat on a chair by the bed Prince Damian was on. Damian sat on the bed with his back rested on the piece of the bed frame behind him. A white bandage was wrapped around his head, and he held a hot cup of tea in his hands. Damian’s tea permeated the surrounding air, filling it with its herbal, honey-flavored aroma, and its warmth spread through his palms, countering the chill that came with the winter.

The room they were in was just like the one I woke up in: old, worn-down, and lit up by only a few large candlesticks that hung from the walls but clean enough to be livable. The reason Calaius and Festus didn’t bother renovating was because they knew they wouldn’t be staying for very long.

“Good, now that Moriah is here with us, we can all head back to Valtoria together. Father was supposed to send reinforcements ages a