Liora Ashwin
“I slept like the dead,” I yawned as Bianca helped massage my feet. More symptoms were coming by the day. Now my feet felt numb, my back was sore even after hours of sleep, and I couldn’t sleep in my favorite position, which was lying on my stomach.
Not only had Helene warned me, but she threatened to have me eat only porridge if I disobeyed. For a moment, I had to think who the Luna was again. Amidst the few I had met, Helene was different. She took orders from Kael, but with just a glance, one could see they cared deeply for each other. Helene seemed to be that motherly figure in his life, the one whose eyes gave correction without words.
Bianca was still massaging my feet when a knock echoed, and Elise, who was seated doing nothing under the pretext of supervision, stoo
