The King's howl still echoed faintly through the palace.

Even now, the hairs on the back of Tari's neck refused to settle.

She stood beside Annie inside the King's Court, helping arrange fresh linens when hurried

footsteps approached.

The royal aide appeared in the doorway.

His usually composed face carried an urgency she had rarely seen.

"Annie."

The older woman immediately straightened.

"My Lord."

"Prepare a hot bath immediately."

Annie blinked. "For His Majesty?"

"No." The royal aide shook his head. "For Lady Adriana."

He continued without pausing.

"Also prepare healing balm, fresh bandages, and a restorative tonic. She may need them

before dawn."

Annie nodded and asked no questions....