“Well, I guess that is that. I am not leaving you alone today.” He looked determined.
“What? Why?” She looked shocked. “I took care of myself... even if Mheegan had to step in.” She defended herself.
“Yes, I know, but you have not had one minute to stay in bed and rest. I will call Sybil and have her clear the rest of my day. You miss Isobel, are going to bed.” He held his arm out over her shoulder, pointing to the bed. A deep frown formed on her forehead.
She looked at him as if she was about to throw an enormous tantrum like a three-year-old would when a smile started creeping over her face before turning around to waltz back into the bedroom. She knew full well that she would not be leaving bed today. She walked to her cupboard and took out her nightdress.
“I’m going for a shower,
