Chapter 15
The table went quiet for a moment, several guests exchanging curious glances, clearly unaware of what he was referring to.
Rowena's mother's mind moved quickly, calculating the opportunity laid out plainly in front of her. She had heard nothing about any healer visiting in the night, knew nothing at all about who or what had actually treated him, but the chance to claim credit for something that clearly pleased an important guest was not one she intended to let slip past her.
"Ah, yes," she said smoothly, folding her hands neatly on the table. "I arranged for a traveling healer to see to you last night, General. I had heard how poorly you were feeling and simply could not bear the thought of you suffering under our roof without doing something about it."
Chase's brow lifted
