Chapter 15 DINNER CONVERSATION

The walk to the Gathering was unbearable as the stench of roasted meat wafted through the halls of the main house, but Rosemary was starving, and her stomach grumbled in pain.

Seeing her stumble through the hallway, Nicholas hustled to her side and took her arm in his. “Allow me. I’m so happy to see you out of your room. The fresh air will do you good.”

She breathed a hundred different ways through the nausea that gripped her. “I really don’t think so. The smells are intolerable.”

Usually, Daniel was by her side these days, but the growing threat at the border between the city by the sea and the lands once ruled by Asnamar was becoming harder to manage and required more careful observation.

Rosemary’s shallow breaths and dark eyes were challenging for a father to bear witness to. Without Daniel nearby to comfort her this evening, she looked particularly grim. “Are you taking the elixir I made for you?”