CAMELLIA'S POV
I had barely stepped inside my apartment before I found myself longing for the warmth of a bath to ease the ache in my shoulders.
The day had been relentless.
The Citadel had demanded my attention from sunrise until late afternoon, and Headmaster Ashwell had been in one of his moods.
The infirmary had been even worse. Every available space had been filled with patients suffering from fevers, inflamed joints, injuries, and illnesses far more serious.
By the time I finally left, my feet throbbed, my shoulders ached from tension, and a dull headache pulsed behind my eyes.
I set my satchel down beside the door and loosened the clasp of my outer robe.
All I wanted was a warm bath.
I reached behind my neck, rubbing the tense muscle there, and winced when it refused to loos
