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    That piqued my curiosity even more, and I pressed, “What did you say?”


    But before I could get a clearer answer, he flicked his sleeve, and an unusual scent wafted through the air. My vision blurred, and a wave of dizziness washed over me, causing me to stumble backward into unconsciousness.


    “Sleep. Have a good rest, and everything will be fine.” I heard his deep voice echoing in my ears before darkness enveloped me.


    Time passed, though I couldn’t say how long, before I slowly emerged from what felt like a prolonged dream, struggling to pry my eyes open. My head spun as if caught in a swirling fog.


    As my surroundings came into focus, I realized I was lying on my bed.


    Alice sat by my side, silent tears streaming down her face, her eyes red and swollen.


    The three princes were nearby, their faces etched with concern, the atmosphere thick with tension that made it hard to breathe.


    “Alice…”


    My throat felt like sandpaper as I mumbled in a daze, my voice weak and raspy.


    Hearing me, they quickly surrounded me.


    Bryan leaned in closer, his gaze intense as he asked softly, “Do you feel unwell anywhere?”


    I shook my head, but at that moment, memories of what happened before I fainted crashed over me like a tidal wave.


    My eyes widened as I shot up in rm, shouting, “Where’s Evie?”


    Alice jumped at my sudden movement, quickly reassuring me, “Evie fainted just like you, but she woke up earlier and is resting in another room now.”


    At her words, I felt a wave of relief wash over me, and I sank back against the pillows, utterly drained.


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    “How long was I out?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper.


    Alice’s lips quivered as she struggled to maintain herposure, but fearced her tone. “Makenna, you’ve been unconscious for a whole day and night.”


    I was taken aback, staring nkly at the bed’s canopy.


    How could I have been in aa for so long?


    It felt like I had merely taken a quick nap, the hours slipping through my fingers like grains of sand.


    Makenna’s POV:


    “Here, have a drink first.” yton reached for the kettle, poured water into a ss, and handed it to me, his eyes studying my face with concern.


    “Makenna, what on earth happened? We were going out of our minds. When we couldn’t find you at your residence, we tore the ce apart searching for you. Eventually, we found you unconscious in a lumber room near the main hall. You have no idea how terrified we were.”


    I epted the ss, taking a slow sip, feeling the cool water soothe my dry throat. Then I began exining, “Evie and I… we were eavesdropping by the hall, but we got careless. We alerted the soldiers outside…” I recounted the whole ordeal, every nerve-wracking detail.


    As I spoke, I saw their faces shift from worry to something much more grim.


    yton squeezed my hand gently. “Are you feeling unwell anywhere? Anything strange?”


    “I’m fine…” The words had barely left my lips when a foggy memory surfaced—thest thing I heard before losing consciousness. “Sleep. Have a good sleep, and everything will be fine.”


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