Chapter 17 Dinner

Leon carried me to the soft bed and leaned over to kiss my forehead. “I’ll have the chef prepare a feast for you,” he suggested. Exhausted, I lay back on my pillows and took a slow breath. I could barely keep my eyes open from exhaustion. I would rather sleep than eat. I was about to drift off, when I heard the sound of the maid's footsteps, and the pouring of water into the bath.