"You will rest there."
Rache huffed a breath, sitting down in one of the lounge chairs.
She didn't get to pick a chair to sit in. She didn't have the strength to stand around and fuss over which chair to sit in.
This chair was easy to sit in. Mostly because she was carried to it.
She was very weak and exhausted still. But...She couldn't lay down and do nothing. Not again.
"You're very bossy today."
The corner of his lip twisted. Not a full frown, but certainly not amused. "...What nonsense are you blabbering?"
"You're ordering me around, aren't you." She looked out the large arches to the rain beyond the shelter.
The wind picked up a bit and the rain blew a bit inside. It was cool, refreshing, on her skin, and so it didn't bother her even as it landed on her face and the little droplets ran off the edge of her chin.
There was a noise. "If I were not ordering you around, you would be dead." The prince said it without any real feeling in his words.
