Chapter 6 (1/2)

Satisfied, Lia grinned as she stretched out her body. Thinking wore her out. Might as well sleep.

She heard a knock on the door before it creaked open. She just had enough time to arrange her posture and pull a slightly bleary look when Tamara came in.

“How are you feeling?” Tamara asked in a voice barely above a whisper as if just a slight increase in notch would set off Lia’s headache again.

“Better.”

Tamara smiled and set down the tray she was holding.

“You should take this soup to warm you up before you sleep. You’ve been far too long in the clearing. The wind is cold lately.”

Lia sat up as Tamara prepared the soup in front of her. She did not ask what was Lia doing there or what she was up to. She just prepared foods and looked after her, no questions asked.

When Lia was done sipping her soup and tea, she rested on the headboard of her bed, her finger running through the rim of the bowl.

“This was good. Thank you.”

Tamara, who was busy preparing the tea set on the bedside, looked up startled. Lia could see tears pooling on Tamara’s eyes, making her gaped in awe. She had never seen anyone crying that fast for being thanked at.

Tamara must have noticed her look as she corrected her expression. “It’s just… it’s just you rarely say that. You even called my name earlier.”

Lia fought the urge to express everything on her face. Instead, she gave a mental smack to the previous Lia. How could she be disrespectful to this seemingly pure woman?