Isolde
Isolde had been in and out of consciousness for the past two weeks. The lord had been here to see her countless times. Her bruised face and skin began to heal during that period.
However, her consciousness was whole today, letting her take in her surroundings. She awoke to the soft tune echoing around her.
Isolde opened her eyes to the harsh brightness of the room, and it stung her, making her shut them again. Allowing her eyes to adjust, she opened them again and roamed them around to see the person humming the tune.
It was Lucinda.
Isolde’s parched lips cracked in a smile as she took in her sister’s form sitting on the sofa a few meters away from her.
Lucinda looked effortlessly beautiful. She was still unaware of Isolde’s gaze as she switched from humming to singing whi
