Gisela's POV:
I collapsed. My health worsened with each passing day. No healer could pin down the root of my ailment, and not a single herb or tonic did a lick of good.
Even when Anastasia made a special trip to the castle to see me, I refused to meet her.
I heard Agnes, who was following my orders, relay my message to her through the door. "Madam, our Lady says you're pregnant right now, and you can't afford so much as a single health scare. She's afraid her sickness might pass to you, so it's really not convenient for her to see you right now."
Her voice, thick with worry, drifted in from the other side. "Then take this box of rare tonics and give it to her. As soon as she's fully recovered, send someone to let me know immediately."
Not long after, Agnes walked into the room carryin
