“Is anyone there?” she called out. Her voice was hoarse. She coughed. Moments later, a maid hurried into the room. She was older than the other servants Driada had seen working at the palace, but she looked familiar. She must be one of Thea’s maids.
“Ah! You’re awake!” she fluttered about the bed. “I should alert the queen!”
Instinctively, Driada reached out for her, but groaned as pain shot up her leg to her belly. She fell forward onto the bed.
“Oh no! You shouldn’t move!” the woman exclaimed, helping her back up. “I will fetch the queen immediately!”
With that, she hastily left the room. She could hear her yelling distantly, likely calling for Thea to come check on her. Driada rested her head back onto the pillow. The last thing she remembered before waking up was being on board the
