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Her words and tone hurt worse than the wounds marring his body. He ducks his head, unable to meet her gaze, shame burning in his own eyes. The prince takes in all the information he can, nodding his head at her command to recover. Yes, Llewellyn murmurs, completely cowed. I. . . The apology stuck in his throat like a bone. He swallows hard and continues on, voice still hushed, empty.

I am sorry. I should have thought. With that, he falls silent and lets Lyra tend to his wounds, ignoring any stares thrown his way by the Moonspear wolves. The guilt is more than enough to bear. He will recover. . .and hopefully recover their trust, as well.