Chapter 247: Summoned To The Queen's Tea Room
Like Duke Valenridge had suspected, the Queen summoned Kathryn.
The physician had been in her small workroom within the infirmary, gathering herbs and tending to the concoction she had been boiling over a low flame. The mixture had been intended for the Princess—a stronger remedy than what she had administered earlier, designed to fight the infection in her feet and ease the ache in her back.
She had just added a pinch of dried ravenleaf when the knock came.
A maid stood at the door, her expression carefully neutral.
"Her Majesty requests your presence," the maid said. "Immediately."
Kathryn's hands stilled over the pot.
She had known this would come. The Duke had warned her. The Queen would summon her, and she would have to go. She had prepared herself for it, practiced what she would say, rehearsed the answers she would give too.
But knowing and doing were two different things.
