Chapter 257: The Morning Visitors
Lyria's POV
Duke Valenridge was not the only one who had come to see me.
I learned this in the morning, when the grey light of dawn began to creep through the curtains and the fire in the hearth had burned down to glowing embers. My body was still weak, still heavy with exhaustion, but the fog in my mind had cleared somewhat. I could think without feeling too tired.
Kathryn was present, and she had given me some bitter herbs to drink, saying they would help me recover further. I did not like the taste at all, but I took them because I hoped to recover.
I also realised that, apart from the maids and physician, I now had guards.
The male voice I had heard the previous night belonged to one of them. I wondered what the Queen's aim was.
The first was bald. Entirely hairless, from the crown of his head to his jaw, and he was huge—broad-shouldered and thick-chested.
