– Welcome to Emmerlend," the young healer said in a calm tone, a smile on his face as he entered the house. – I have the horses in a small stable behind the house.
– Thank you. It's good to hear that our faithful friends can rest a little from their journey, and that they won't have to sleep outdoors this time, and neither will we," Sylvia said, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. – It's very nice and cozy here…" She grinned and lowered her head, "It's funny, after I got married, I was supposed to live with my husband in the palace, but I ended up in another man's house.
The sad notes in her voice did not escape the attention of her companion.
– I'm sorry you have to go through all this, my queen. You deserve a better fate," Evans said quietly.
– Perhaps, but it seems that Fate has decided everything for me and left me no choice," Sylvia sighed. – No, no… No one forced me to go. It was my decision… And yet, no… It was Hund…" the girl grinned bitterly. – Hund and my love for my husband....
– My queen, would you like to go into the drawing room and have a cup of herbal tea? It has been a long journey and you should rest," Evans interrupted gently, seeing the pain on Sylvia's face.
He had seen that pain more than once: every memory of that mysterious Hund, which she had never told him anything about, made the queen's eyes fill with tears, but she never let them fall. A few sweeps of her long black lashes and the tears were gone, but Sylvia's determination and desire to find the right herbs and return to her husband as soon as possible returned.
– We traveled for a week, and our horses carried us side by side. With you, I was on the ship for the first time, and we have already been involved in interesting, albeit short stories, so you can call me by my name and "you", – announced the demoness, giving the healer a pleasant smile.
– Whatever you say, my queen," Evans said jokingly and gave her a slight bow.
– And please stop calling me 'my queen'. Just Sylvia," the girl said with some pressure in her voice. – Now let's go and try your herbal tea.
POV Sylvia
After our tea party, Evans did a quick magical job of putting things away, and I had time to take a bath, change into a clean dress, and take a seat by the blazing fireplace that my companion had carefully lit. Soon I was joined by the master of the house, and I saw with a little laugh that he had brought with him two iron plates on which were large slices of a beautifully browned cake.