Abrielle sneezed for the hundredth time today, and Evelyn was getting concerned. She didn't want to think much about it yesterday when she sent the girls away, but ever since she woke up this morning, she has been sneezing.
Evelyn ordered some soup to be made for her, which she had in the morning, but the symptoms didn't subside, and the maid was getting paranoid her lady might have gotten a cold.
"Achoo," Abrielle sneezed, rubbing her nose with a handkie. Evelyn's lips were pressed into a thin line. They were approaching the courtyard where carriages were lined up.
Cedric has been very busy since yesterday making arrangements for their journey back to Vitalis. "Are you sure you will be able to travel, Your Highness?" Evelyn asked.
Abrielle shook her head; she wasn't feeling sick. Maybe she was allergic to something. "Yes, I am fine. Maybe it's just an allergic reaction." She shrugged off.
