[IRP] As Firm as a Mountain

[Lavi]

Being unconscious, Cecily would not have been able to answer, let alone hear, Ray's question. Later, the apothecary returned and, after examination, declared that she only needed rest, but left some medicine to help her sleep.

It would be another day before Cecily opened her eyes again. She took a deep breath as the room came back into focus, savoring being alive in that moment, before the smell kicked in.

"A bath and fresh clothes would be nice," she loudly sighed.

She was still wearing the same clothes from the inn, before she was transported to the refugee camp, and then to this man's house. Although it was not the first time that Cecily went for days without a bath, since there are only so many places to wash up on the road to Bern, she did prefer to not smell like sweat whenever it is possible.

The noble looked around to see if anyone was waiting for her to awake. But the one who she looked the most towards seeing again is not here. Theodore still has not returned.

Her grip on the bed sheets tightened as Cecily calmed herself. She knew better than to disregard the possibilities, but she still could not accept Theodore being dead. Without proof, she would not abandon her retainer.

Whenever someone did come to check on her, Cecily lowered her head in thanks.

"I apologize for the trouble that I brought to the house. I am truly grateful for all of the protection and care I received," she said.