Whatever is in this salve is magical. If Healer Thomas told me it’s made with fairy blood, I’d believe him. My stomach has barely hurt since Joseph first put it on.
Thankfully, Hazel has been able to help me from the tub to spare me any embarrassment from having to get my mate for help. It would be worse if I had to get HER mate to help. I have so many questions I want to ask about him, but I can’t. It’ll be the first thing I do when Queen Judith is dead, though.
I am so dreadfully bored. Joseph confirmed that I can take any book from the library that I want, so I plan to go there today. Hazel offered to join me, but I declined. I think I need a few moments alone and not in bed.
I waddle up the stairs and into the library. The books I'm most interested in are upstairs, so I cl
