Chapter 11
LORIANE AWOKE from the first good sleep she had for days to a sound of a door opening. For a moment, she thought she was at home in her limpet, but then she saw windows and curtains and she realised that she was not, and not only that, but she was no longer pregnant, and she was in Chevakia.
Dara was crossing the room to her bed, carrying a tray. “How are you feeling today, Mistress Loriane?”
Her voice sounded hesitant and uncomfortable, and Loriane remembered snatches of an argument last night, of Dara shouting, I can’t stay here like this! somewhere in a corridor, while a young woman helped Loriane wash herself in the bath.
“The Chevakians gave me this to bring to you for breakfast,” Dara said.
She set the tray down on the bed and backed off a few steps. Ontane and Myra h
