Ariana’s pov~
Slowly I opened my eyes, the stinging pain was gone in place of terror loomed as I saw the blurred figure of two men standing over me, I was on my bed at the dukedom, and I felt something attached to my arm, slowly I brought my hand to touch it, I felt like a cusp.
Then I heard it, the sound of a hospital monitor, bringing me back to reality, then it hit me, and I slumped again.
I blinked and my vision became clearer, the duchess was sitting on the bed with me a look of worry on her beautiful victorian powdered face, she had a stethoscope over my heart as she listened to the earpieces intently, she also checked my palms and my eyes.
“She needs blood, you said she has lost a lot of blood? She’s anaemic, which of you thought it was a grand idea to bring a sick woman to a pa
