Aeliana
For once, I slept late. When I finally did wake around mid-morning, I was tired and sore all over. With Eliora still hibernating, I had a long way to go before I was good as new.
I lay in bed for awhile, debating whether to get up and face the day or laze around in bed. No one would begrudge me some extra rest, given what I'd been through. I was still thinking about it when someone knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" I asked, hurriedly grabbing my dressing gown from the end of the bed.
"It's Violet, miss," August's mother's voice sounded from the hall.
"Oh! Come in, please," I said, tying the gown on at the waist.
She opened the door and brought a breakfast tray inside. Unlike my first time meeting her, this time she carried it without trouble to the bedside table. "I didn't wa
