“Rest, My Lady”
Anna’s voice broke into my thoughts before I could say another word.
“My lady, you need to rest,” she said softly, her tone firm but gentle like she was speaking to a child.
“You’ve been through too much. Maybe that’s why your hair is acting strange. Stress can do a lot to the body.”
I wanted to argue, but she was looking at me like someone who would not take no for an answer. The truth was, I was exhausted. My whole body ached like I had fought a war I didn’t even remember winning. My head felt heavy, my chest tighter with each breath, and even though I didn’t want to admit it, I knew she was right.
“Fine,” I said, forcing a tired smile as I leaned back on the bed. “Maybe it’s just that.” I stated.
Anna nodded, looking slightly relieved. She tucked a few strands of
