Violette POV
“How does it feel?” Beatrice asked. I scrunched my face up as I wrote on the paper.
-it hurts constantly.- I wrote.
“I’m sorry, dear.. I’ll mix something up. What about your pains? How have they been?” She asked.
-nothing. They haven’t happened since that last time.- I wrote. She nodded her head. She mixed some herbs into a cup of hot water, then poured some honey into it. She put a straw into the cup and handed it to me.
“I’m.. glad you’re not throwing things anymore.” She said softly. I only nodded in response. I began drinking her mixture, the warmth of it felt good in my throat.
Master spent yesterday with me after the bath. He fed me soft foods.. things that didn’t require big swallows. I hadn’t realized how hungry I was until I’d finished the entirety of it.. then
