CHAPTER THIRTEEN
“Are you sure you are well enough to be moving about?”
The question came from Arian from her spot in the middle of my bedroom. For my part, I stood in front of the crackling fire nestled in the hearth and warmed my hands.
“I feel just fine now,” I assured her as I rubbed my palms together.
Arian moved over to my side and looked me over. “But how could you recover from such agony so quickly? It has only been half a day since you collapsed.”
I shrugged. “Strong genes?” Her dark brow dampened my humor. I turned to face her and clapped my hands on her shoulders. “I wish I had an answer, but I don’t. I just suddenly feel a lot better. Maybe it was just too much excitement.”
My friend’s face was a picture of doubt. “I fear you are taking this too lightly. Your a
