Chapter 12 : A Reluctant Companion

~VANNIE~

She settled into a rather quiet routine in the Inlands.

She had visitors in the afternoons, but they never entered her chambers. They only stayed in the doorway, revering smiles on their faces, and knelt to her. Telling her how lucky they were that she was the chosen and how they'd longed for her.

Maeve was always at her side during these exchanges, ordering for breakfast and lunch at specific times as an excuse to chase the people away.

A bunch of Omega women were to wait on her hand and foot (even though she said she didn't need them to). She was to take naps, eat snacks at intervals, and have steady baths so that she 'could get well quicker.'

Every evening, Sin would come to her room with her dinner and a gift. Yesterday, it was a glass of lemongrass cream, a fae delicacy. The day before, it was The Most Accurate Book of Runes and Spells, a rare document that could only be found in fae kingdoms that taught magick.