Hazel had sat down, waiting in the front of a shabby-looking hut for a while and had already started dozing off before she heard someone call her, "Lady Coleshill!"
Hazel slowly blinked her eyes opened and then her gaze sent on Fannie. It was Fannie, who else aside Fannie and her companion would call her by the title she was referred to in her hometown?
She slowly stood up, meeting Fannie's concerned face and Kavan's pretence to not care. She asked, "Why are you here?"
"This is where we stay for the main time, My Lady. Kavan and I."
Kavan emphasised so as not to cause any raised brows, "We have more than a room in the hut, if you would know, Lady Coleshill."
Fannie looked at Kavan at her shoulder and glared at him before turning to Hazel, "My Lady, you look sick."
"I am not, Fannie. I am just-"
"You are sleeping when it's just morning. Did you have no sleep last night?" Fannie insisted she had already known what was wrong with her because she had just been told.
