Now that she was there and assessing the situation with her own eyes, Milena could tell her sister-in-law really did need her. Despite being pregnant until just recently, Philomenie had lost weight. Her hair was too long and didn't look as shiny and golden as before, either, and her clothes were floating on her. Her room was in a similar state. As she accompanied the Queen back to her bed, Milena glanced around. The hairbrushes had been left out on her vanity table, there were three half-emptied cups of cold tea aligned on a table, her wardrobe was open and several clothes lying on the floor, and this place visibly had only been cleaned once after the birth that morning, as the messy sheets were at least clean.
"Olivia, put the plate on the bedside table and get us some warm honey tea. D
