"You want me to spy on him?"

It was only after Alicia staggered into her chamber that she realized that she had forgotten to raise the important subject for which she had asked the king to have lunch with her. 

She was still too overwhelmed by all that the king had said and by the realization that if anything happened to Harold, she was royally screwed. With that realization had come the other realization that, as long as she was stuck in this era, she wanted Harold to be with her. How had she gotten herself into this?

"You seem to care about him more than I thought you did." The king's voice rang in her head. She had been so lost in her worries that she hadn't realized it until he mentioned it. And when she looked at his face closely, she noticed he looked relieved. 

"Eh? W-What?" She stuttered in confusion. 

"I want to believe that you care for him greatly as much as he cares for you. And that you won't let yourself be used by anyone against him."