On this day, Caelith personally went to the kitchens to prepare a nourishing broth. Rhaegar had said her body was weakened, and at great expense had procured a thousand-year ginseng root to restore her strength.
He had consulted the best healers in the Empire and it cost him quite a lot of gold to get it delivered from the Eastern border.
When the broth was ready, she carried it carefully in her hands, Dolly following close behind, as they walked along the winding garden path. Just as they reached the rockery, Yvaine appeared ahead, accompanied by Charlotte.
At the sight of the steaming bowl in Caelith's hands, a calculating glint flashed through Yvaine's eyes.
She quickened her pace, moving straight toward her. Caelith, noticing, shifted slightly aside—but before she could avoid her, Yvaine suddenly lunged forward and collided with her.
Caught off guard, Caelith lost her grip. The bowl slipped from her hands, and in an instant, the scalding broth spilled across her dress.
