Chapter 77: This Might Not End Well
DAHLIA POV
My back started healing after Madam Heidi graciously offered me the salve to apply to my skin when she came over. The immense relief I felt as Heather rubbed the salve to my body made me so relaxed, I slept off. When I came to in the evening, I could already rest on my side although the ache was still there.
Madam Heidi had stared at me then gave me a warning that this was the last time she better hear of my disrespect and that next time, I wouldn’t even have the luxury of such relief. With that she turned away and left the room, leaving me and Heather who bowed so low her small form cowering as Madam Heidi brushed past her.
After she left, I had fall into a deep sleep right afterwards. When I woke up again, the room was dimly lit by a single candle burning on the bedside. The pain in my back had subsided to throbbing soreness, painful but tolerable still, a reminder of the pain I had endured these past days. My stomach growled with hunger, and I knew I hadn’t eaten since dawn.
"Heather!" I called as I sat up straight on the bed.
Heather came out of the bathroom, an apron tied tightly around her petite frame and her sleeves rolled up to her elbows. Her face lightened at the hearing of my voice, though her exhaustion was evident in the dark circles around her eyes.
"My lady, you’re awake, Oh thank the gods!" She said, her tone filled with relief while rushing to my bedside. "How are you feeling? Does the pain still bother you?"
I nodded slightly. "It’s manageable now, just sore. But I’m starving."
"That’s expected, you’ve been sleeping for quite a bit now." Heather said with understanding, "I guess I should go eat some of that leftover porridge?"