Chapter 252: The First Official Elimination Ball
Lyria's POV
The physician bowed deeply.
"Forgive me, Your Highness," she said. "I should have introduced myself before attending to you. I am Kathryn. I have been appointed as your private physician."
I frowned.
"P-private p-physician?" I asked, my voice still hoarse, the words stumbling over one another.
Kathryn inclined her head.
"Given your condition, Your Highness, the Queen thought it best that you have someone dedicated solely to your care. Someone who could attend to you regularly and ensure that you recover properly. And also for any future ailments."
I said nothing.
The Queen had never cared about my recovery before. The Queen had never cared about my health at all. Why would she start now?
But my head was foggy, and my thoughts would not stay in place, and I did not have the strength to think or consider her ulterior motives.
I turned my gaze to the maids.
