Daphne pov

I wake up in Arthur's arm and panic slightly. I try to squirm out of his arms but he keeps tightening his grip each time. I start to get scared but he opens his eyes and looks at me.

"Good morning Daphne. Are you ok?" He says as he sits up.

"Good morning my king. I am well." I said shakily.

"Are you still sleepy?" He asks.

"Not really." I said getting off his lap.

"Are you ready for breakfast?" He asks getting up.

"Yes." I answer as I stare at him.

"Come on then." He says as he goes to pick me up.

He carries me into the dining hall. He sits me down in the chair to his left and Queen Mera to his right.

"Good morning Daphne. How did you sleep?" Mera asks with her usual smile.

"Good my queen." I said bowing my head slightly.

"Good. Darling, the healer wants to see Daphne again today." Mera says looking at her husband.

"Very well. We will go after breakfast." Arthur says as he starts to eat breakfast.

As we eat our breakfast I take a piece of fruit from the table. I put in my left pants pocket and act normal. I'll eat it later. Arthur and Mera take me to the healer after breakfast. They both stay with me in the small room. It is about the size of a my new room but about a foot smaller. It has dark blue walls and 3 small chairs. The room also had a small hard bed that looks like a gurney. The healer comes on the room and shuts the door. He has long black hair down to the small of his back, a beard just a few inches shorter than his hair, and has glasses with a chain on it.

"Hello my dear. How you fairing today?" He asks.

"Hello. I am well. How are you?" I reply to him.

"You are very polite aren't you. Now how are you resting?" He asks as he gets out his ran clip board.

"Not well. I think that it is because of the nightmares. I slept really good last night." I explain honestly.

"Wonderful. I need to clean the wound. You may want to step out of the room my king and queen." The doctor says while looking at them.

"I am staying with my daughter." Mera says sharply.

"Very well then. Turn around for me my dear." He says as he puts on his gloves.

I take my shirt off and turn around.

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Arthur's pov

When Daphne turns around, my heart shatters. She has slashes across her back. I can almost see her spine. She has a huge red, puffy, oozing cut the size of a child's fist on the center of her lower back. Mera lets out a small sob while I hold her. I can see Daphne's body shake. I squeeze Mera then go to the small bed. I hold Daphne's hand lightly. She snaps her head around to look at me. She has tears streaming down her face. I rub her shoulder and kiss her forehead. She lets out a loud and painful sob as the doctor puts cream on her back.

"I am sorry Diphina." The doctor says as he continues his process.

She cries harder but I do not think from pain. I shush her as I stroke her hair that was pushed to the side.

"Doctor, is there a way for me to hold her while you clean her wounds?" I ask him in a concerned tone.

"Of course." He says as he steps back to get something.

I instantly pick her up and place get in my lap. She sobs louder as I hold her. I rub her shoulder as the doctor clean the other cuts. I cuddle her close to me as she cries.

"It's alright my child. It's ok. Let it out. I'm right here." I whisper to her.

She screams loud and painfully as the doctor puts an orange color substance all over her back.

"What did you do?!" Mera asks in a shout.

"It is only to stop any infections my queen. It is has a tendency to burn." He explains looking at Mera slightly frightened.

"Can you please hurry this up?" I ask as Daphne bites down on her tiny fist, making it turn red.

"You can not rush these things my king. I might make it more painful for her if I rush." He says as he resumes his work.

I just sigh as she cries through her fist. She starts to pound on my chest as the pain increases. I hold her hands in mine and try to sooth her. The door opens to reveal Monty. He rushes to Mera and whispers something to her while handing her a bag. She dismisses him and walks to me.

"Daphne. This might make it better." She says as she hands her the doll.

Daphne latches to it and sobs in it fabric hair. She rocks it slowly as it calms her down. I have to raise Monty's salary before the day ends. When the doctors finishes with the creams he goes to but stitches in her.

"Diphina I have to out stitches in you now ok. This will just take a few moments. You can go home when we finish. Can you do that for me?" He says as he looks at her.

Her face is red and covered in tear stains. She takes a deep breath and nods slowly. She really is a tough little girl. As the doctor puts in the stitches Daphne whimpers and claws at me back. I bend my head down to her ear.

"You are doing great. He is almost done. I am so proud of you." I whisper to her as I kiss her cheek.

Finally the doctor puts in the last stitch. He cleans her up then hand Daphne her shirt the fell on the floor.

"She is finished. She needs to get plenty of rest, she also needs to eat more. She is 100 pounds underweight. A girl her age should weigh about 190 pounds. She only weighs 90. I wish to see her again in about 9 weeks." He says as he cleans his hands.

"Thank you." Mera says as I sit Daphne down.

"Please don't leave me." Daphne begs me as she clings to my hand.

I put her shirt on slowly and pick her her. I wrap my arms around her waist and under her legs and carry her back to the carriage. She falls asleep rubbing my shoulders.

"Doctor do you know why she falls asleep rubbing my shoulder in my arms?" I ask as I show the doctor.

"I do not know my king. I suggest you take her to a therapist and ask him or her or maybe just talking to her about her past. It might explain something." He suggest as he see me board the carriage.

"Thank you doctor." I said to him softly as the guard shuts the door.

"What did he say?" Mera ask quietly not wanting to wake Daphne up.

"He suggest taking her to a therapist or talking to her about it. It might explain a few things." I explain to her in the same soft tone.

"If she is willing to talk than I will go along with it." She agrees hesitantly.

We spend the rest of the rise in silence listening to Daphne breathing.