Chapter Thirty-Seven
Starlyn’s eyes fluttered open. She felt cold, alone, and weak. Her face was covered in a cold sweat. She tried to move her arm, but it was too weak. The blankets were secured tightly on top of her all the way to her neck. She struggled, but to no avail.
“Easy now,” Taasheka whispered as she rushed into the room.
“Where am I?” Starlyn asked.
Taasheka touched Starlyn’s forehead. She leaned away and grabbed a cold wet rag to put on her face.
“We’re back in the castle. Noraes came for us.”
“I saw them take you. Did they ...?”
“No. Noraes arrived in time.”
Starlyn smiled faintly. “Good.”
“You need to eat,” Taasheka said.
“I am hungry,” Starlyn whispered.
Taasheka helped Starlyn sit up in her bed. She handed her a bowl of soup. The aroma soothed Starlyn. She let i
