The day kept improving. Not only were Elizabeth and Louise gone from my life, but Seth had made me feel a tiny bit better about letting them go. I now viewed Elizabeth as a traitor who would deliver the information we needed, hopefully, about the ultimate plans of the vermin.
As I entered the kitchen, a beaming Magda pressed a tray into my hands. "Sir Jeffrey is awake, sitting up and, I believe, waiting for his lunch."
"He asked for lunch?" My heart leapt?how I longed to hear his voice again.
She patted my cheek. "Don't get too excited, love. It's noises, but he is trying. Let us pray a full recovery will follow."