Caspian walked into Anastasia’s bedroom while carrying her in his arms.
Tilla was waiting for Anastasia in the bedroom. She was back with the heated soup as instructed by Anastasia earlier.
"Tilla, prepare the medicine for the Queen. And also prepare the water and towels.” Caspian instructed Tilla as soon as his eyes fell on her.
Tilla felt a chill shiver running down her spine upon seeing Anastasia closing her eyes and trembling in the King’s arms. She bowed and quickly went to open the drawer where she had arranged the Queen’s medicines.
Caspian, on the other hand, carefully put Anastasia down on the bed. He held out his hand to pull the blanket and tuck his wife.
However, he froze when he finally realized that his fingers and palms were covered in Ruby’s blood. The sleeve of his white shirt had bloodstains on them. He felt disgusted by his own hands. And he hated himself for touching his wife’s pure body with that dirty hand of his.
