CASSANDRA
Once Kaleb left my chambers, I crawled back into bed and stared up at the ceiling. My fever was lessening by the moment, but I was feeling all sorts of awful, not to mention downright tired.
The king of Yurene had given me an emotionally charged speech, but I couldn’t help but ponder the authenticity of his words. Kaleb had always been kind to me and didn’t have any reason to lie to my face, but I knew better than to accept someone’s statements blindly.
Despite his explanation, I didn’t understand why he wanted me specifically to help treat his ailing father. Any number of the healers in Anemond were more talented than I was, and even with the knowledge that Emmett had been the one to gift them medicine, it wasn’t as if my late husband had left me with notes. I had no idea wha
