Then she ran past them again.
By now, it was beginning to look strange.
Because it was very cold outside, and nobody with sense would keep going in and out like that unless there was a good reason. Also, the direction she was running toward was very obvious.
It was the common toilet area used by the others in the palace.
For the royal side, things were different. Isabella and the people closest to her had their own private area, still simple and primitive in many ways, yes, but cleaner and better arranged and not meant for everyone else.
So seeing this healer run to the public toilet once was one thing.
Twice was another thing.
But this?
This was starting to become funny.
At first, Isabella only pressed her lips together.
Then she looked away.
Then she looked down.
Then her shoulders shook.
Cyrus immediately noticed.
Because he always noticed.
He turned to her and saw that she was trying very hard not to laugh, and that alone made him interested at once.
