Chapitre 63: Chapter Sixty Three

Suzy huddled beneath a thick woolen blanket, the warmth slowly seeping into her chilled bones.  Doris bustled around her, replacing the wet cloak and nightgown with a soft, dry sleeping dress.  In her hand, Suzy clutched a steaming mug filled with a strange-smelling but surprisingly soothing tea.

Dr. Abernathy, a kindly man with a gentle demeanor, perched on the edge of the bed, his gaze fixed on Suzy with concern.  "There, there, Duchess," he said softly.  "You're safe now.  The tea will help calm your nerves."

Suzy took a tentative sip, the strong herbal mixture sending a warming sensation down her throat.  She looked at the doctor, a flicker of gratitude flickering in her eyes.  "Thank you, Dr. Abernathy," she murmured, her voice hoarse from the cold.