Cyrus’ POV
“How is she feeling now?”
Maria asked me when she saw me entering into the kitchen. I am here to get an bottle of water for Natalie to drink at night.
I could have asked the servants to bring it to my room but it’s already late at night. I knew everyone would have left for their quarters to rest.
But she is surprisingly still here, doing something in kitchen.
“She is fast asleep. But is very tired after today’s events. Her fever has also returned” I told her.
“Poor soul” I heard Maria mumble under her breath and for the first time, I also felt the same way about her.
The way she was crying earlier in my arms was heart-wrenching. The sound of her sobs were burning my ears.
After pouring her heart out as she cried in my arms, she told me that she was tired and wante
