ARTEMIS POV

The next few days were the worst. I and Aidan avoided each other, no greetings, no talks, no banter. Daymon on the other hand was unusually soft and didn’t rough handle me. He had even made coffee the morning I fell sick. Aidan for some reason had been there too, but I told him that I didn’t want to see him. Of course, he had ignored me and asked a maid to see me.

“Here have this,” the maid said, handing me a tonic and I peered at the liquid in the bottle.

“I don’t want this, Esther,” I said and Esther shook her head. I didn’t blame...