"His Majesty Morne..."
Seeing the old King approach, Roland instinctively tried to rise and bow.
But before he could move, Morne's broad palm had already gently pressed down on his shoulder.
"Listen to your two little girlfriends. What you need right now is a good rest, kid..."
"His Majesty Morne!"
Before he could finish, Avril was on her feet, her face flushed and a hint of shyness in her eyes.
Teresa didn't say a word, but a blush visibly spread across her fair cheeks.
She lifted a hand to fan herself, trying to hide her embarrassment.
"You're really..."
Watching this scene, Roland shook his head helplessly. He ignored the old King's good-natured teasing and asked directly.
"How long was I unconscious?"
"About half a day."
Morne said, sending Avril and Teresa away to prepare some food before sitting down beside Roland. His gaze drifted toward the distant silhouette of Golden Ears City.
