The whispers had already started by morning. Alina noticed servants who used to smile at her with respect now lowered their voices when she walked past them. Some even stared at her like she was someone unfamiliar.
The news about the duke's former bed warmer returning to the castle seeking refuge had already spread everywhere. Some treated it as another scandal while some called it fate.
Alina ignored the whispers and walked towards Rosilyn's room.
Lady Talbot had given her a guest room near her own chambers. The room was small but comfortable.
Rosilyn looked completely different from the scared woman who had arrived last night. She had bathed. Her red hair was pinned neatly now. She wore a simple black dress that belonged to Lady Talbot. It was slightly loose around her waist and sleeves, but she still looked beautiful.
But her face had lost its spark.
"How are you feeling?" Alina asked.
"Better," she replied, faking a smile.
