Einith
“Have you seen Girhoe?” I ask Meriot. Barely glancing at the food, she laid out in front of me, the smell wafted around the room and infiltrating my nostrils, but I ignore the way my stomach burn. “It’s been two days since he came back”
Meriot is the Sik that has been serving me, her indigo hair in a different brain from the lasts time I’ve seen her. She loves braiding any hair and she even braided mine whenever I’m in my bath. A luxury that I’m still not used to “I’m sorry your highness, I haven’t seen him after the last time I delivered your food”
I stayed up late last night, hoping that he’ll come back and we’d be able to talk even more about the baby and what that means, but he didn’t. I slept on top of the covers and woke up a little later because of the cold, while his sid
