The King's Gilded Warrior || Wattys 2023

CHAPTER TWENTY

Lyra approached Flora, her friend and one of the most skilled healers in the kingdom, who was meticulously packing a case filled with various plants and potions. The room was alive with the fragrant aroma of herbs and the vibrant colors of healing botanicals.

Curiosity sparkled in Lyra's eyes as she asked, "Hey Flora, what are you up to?"

Flora paused for a moment, a warm smile gracing her lips. "I want to help, Lyra," she replied, her voice filled with determination. "As one of the best healers in the kingdom, I believe I can be of great service to your people. The knowledge and skills I possess can bring comfort, relief, and healing to those who need it the most."

Lyra's admiration for her friend grew as she listened to Flora's words. The selflessness and compassion in her voice resonated deeply within her. She understood that healing went beyond physical wounds; it mended the broken spirits and nurtured hope in the hearts of the suffering.

Pierce, Flora's partner, also stood nearby, his presence radiating strength and determination. He shared his own intentions to contribute to the cause. "I will use my talents to increase the crops in your homeland," Pierce said, his voice resonating with confidence. "With abundant harvests, we can ensure there is enough food for everyone, bolstering their strength and resilience."

Lyra felt a surge of gratitude for the unwavering support and dedication of her friends. They were not just joining the fight out of obligation, but out of a genuine desire to make a difference. They understood the magnitude of the challenges ahead and were willing to lend their unique abilities to alleviate the burdens faced by her people.

As the weight of their commitment settled upon them, Lyra reached out and clasped Flora's hand, the connection a symbol of solidarity and shared purpose. "Thank you, Flora, Pierce," she said, her voice filled with deep gratitude. "Your presence and skills will make a significant impact on our journey.

As Lyra and Flora stood in the midst of their preparations, Flora couldn't help but sense a certain spark in Lyra's eyes, a hidden depth of emotion that had been kindled. Curiosity tinged her voice as she delicately broached the subject that had been lingering in her mind.

"Lyra," Flora began, her voice gentle and inquisitive, "I couldn't help but notice the connection between you and the king. There seems to be something deeper than just a working relationship. Is there something more?"

Lyra's expression softened, a subtle blush spreading across her cheeks. She knew she could trust Flora with her feelings, and she appreciated her friend's perceptiveness. Taking a moment to collect her thoughts, she replied with a mix of vulnerability and certainty.

"Yes, Flora," Lyra admitted, her voice filled with a blend of wonder and admiration. "There is something special between me and the king. Our bond goes beyond mere duty or friendship. It's a connection that transcends titles and expectations."

Flora's eyes widened with curiosity, her gaze locked onto Lyra's face as if trying to decipher the unspoken emotions that danced in her friend's words. She leaned in slightly, a knowing smile gracing her lips. "And what does it mean for you, Lyra? How do you feel about him?"

Lyra's gaze drifted for a moment, her thoughts momentarily consumed by the image of the king, his regal presence and gentle demeanor. She let out a soft sigh, her voice filled with a mix of vulnerability and determination.

Lyra took a moment to collect her thoughts before responding to Flora's inquiry. "Flora, I care deeply for the king," she admitted, her voice filled with a mix of vulnerability and determination. "I've seen the strength and compassion in him, and I find myself drawn to his presence. There is a connection between us that I can't ignore."