The morning began sooner than Evelyn had wanted it to, her body hurt as soon as she moved, and every pain from the day before reminded her. She frowned while she got up, with her hands instinctively touching the spot of her arm that were sore..
"You should rest, my lady," Lucy said quietly, while bringing in a bowl of warm water. "Your body isn't used to this much stress."
Evelyn put the cloth in the bowl, and pressed it against her shoulder, "Rest is something I can't afford right now." She looked at Lucy in the mirror, "If I stay in bed, the council wins. This is what they want, for me to be weak, they want me to give up."
Lucy bit her lip, but nodded, "Then I'll support you."
Evelyn let out a weak smile, "I know you will."
