"No!"
Trace jumped at the cry he heard from Anaisa's room, leaping to his feet, ready to burst in and help her, but held back. Only the princess was in there with his wife, and she wouldn't harm Anaisa. Would she?
He gulped, and waited. There were whispers, but nothing else intelligible. He lowered himself back to his seat, turning away from the food on the table. He wasn't hungry.
The rest of the day passed achingly slowly. Sapphira barely spoke to him except to say that Anaisa wanted to stay in her room, and didn't want to see him.
The doctor visited once more and revealed that Anaisa seemed to be doing better, and would likely pull through; she'd vomited enough poison for it not to be deadly.
*dramatic music*
Five days left in Cupid’s Quill… if you have any golden tickets, power stones, gifts, magic castles, or a horde of friends (or tolerable enemies) to add this book to their collections, now is the time to rally them for the final push to the finish line! I appreciate all of you so much!!