"For heaven's sake, girl, take it easy."
Ginger grabbed the water bucket from my hand and placed it on the floor before grabbing my shoulders.
It had been three months since I had arrived on Lady Adeney’s doorstep. My hand rested on the baby bump below my shirt, where life had been growing for eight months. At my assumption, not even a single King’s guard had shown up to the house. Maybe they thought I was dead, for all I knew, Carter had told them that the wolf had devoured me for lunch.
"No heavy lifting," she stuck her finger out at me with a frown on her face, whisking away with the mop bucket in hand.
I shook my head, but smiled at her overprotectiveness. My fingertips touched together on my stomach. I knew now that my pregnancy was blatantly obvious, and everyone at least assumed
