Adelaide's POV
"Pay no mind to the outsiders' chatter. People are fickle. Soon enough, it'll all be forgotten. Don't let it trouble you," I said.
"Whatever they say, I remain indifferent," I replied.
Vanya dropped the topic.
She didn't ask about the royal guards outside, only inquiring about my daily routines.
We chatted for half an hour.
Tamara, fidgeting beside us, finally blurted out, "Adelaide, I need your help."
I turned to her, her chapped lips and blistered corners revealing her distress.
"Cold as it is, you're clearly overwhelmed," I said gently.
"Speak your mind."
"I came today because Rosemary's illness flared up last night. She fainted this morning from rage. She's awake now, but I don't think she'll last long. I'm here to beg you to intercede with Shaman Digby for me,
