The sunlight went through the windows and bounced off the stone floors, making the room naturally bright. Veandra woke up with the sound of men chattering from outside. Horses neighed and chickens cackled their morning noises. Her head feels numb. She is on the bed with few maids walking around doing their chores and looking after her. One of them noticed that she has awakened.
“Your Grace,” she said. “How are you feeling?”
“My head is spinning,” said Veandra while squinting. “Give me water and food.”
“It is already prepared for you, Your Grace.”
Another maid brought a tray of bread and water. She ate the huge bread until she was satisfied. She was satisfied by eating all of it since she ate nothing else but berries the day before. This reminded her of Peter's horse.
“Where is the h
