Orlin PoV
I sighed as I laid in bed. My conversation with the others at Rose's place kept playing in my head. I agreed with Artemia, but... would that take too long? And would it even be enough to save this corrupt kingdom?
Artemia shifted beside me, snapping me out of my thoughts. She reached out, her hand finding its way to my chest, gently stroking it. Her touch was warm and reassuring, a reminder that I wasn't alone in bearing these burdens.
"You've been awfully restless tonight, my silly prince," Artemia murmured, her voice soft and filled with concern. "I can tell the conversation from earlier is still weighing on you."
"I'm sorry, Mia. I just... can't get those worries out of my mind. The kingdom is on the verge of collapse, and we're struggling to find solutions."
