That night, I finally told Raymond about what happened to his nephew in some detail since I couldn't bring myself to tell the story, as I saw it. In return, he granted me forgiveness, in his family name bringing more tears to my face. There was no doubt that when we parted ways, he found a secluded spot and shredded his fair share of tears.
And somehow within a week of meeting him, I managed to catch a cold. My body's way of saying I need to rest.
Currently, I was sitting in bed with a cool rag on my forehead, lots of medical tea forced down my throat, and questionable types of soup that I have been fed specifically from Madam Jeong who rushed to the castle when she heard I fell ill.
Her arrival was starling for both Lily and me, as she was carefully dishing out water, while preparing the medicine when the Madam slammed open the door to my house, stomping through the house, before dropping to the side of my bed, taking over Lily's job.
