Womanish Lady

Chapter 37:

The next time Fuyaiyah opened her eyes, she was looking at the ceiling in Prince Kyuni's chamber and had multiple layers of blankets on her. However, she still felt cold, and her body was still in a sickly state.

She looked around her and viewed Prince Kyuni sleeping beside her, in the same state as she.

"Ah, you have arisen, Princess." Whispered the maid as she came with a bowl of hot water.

"What happened afterwards?"

She understood what Fuyaiyah was referring to.

"The public event was canceled, and from me and Prince Tuquor, your name is in the clear for now."

Fuyaiyah smiled.

"Thank you."

"It's my pleasure, Princess." She smiled back and began tending to her.

Fuyaiyah looked back up at the ceiling and closed her eyes.

Their first visitor they had was Prince Tuquor. He had gotten sick too, but wanted to see his brother and Fuyaiyah so much that he sped up his recovery.

First, he knelt by Fuyaiyah's side and wanted to touch her face but didn't want to disturb her. Instead, he spoke with the belief that she couldn't hear him.

"I understand fully why my brother wanted to punish them for hurting you, but don't worry, nobody got punished in the end." There was a moment of silence. "Nobody should be visibly showing their dislike for you either, so rest up, okay?"

Then he turned around to face his brother. Although Tuquor's heart towards his brother changed, but he doesn't have anything to say to Kyuni. However, when the maid came in, ready to change the cloth on the Prince's forehead, he offered to do it, and placed the warm cloth gently on his brother's forehead..

"You too," he finally said. Then made sure his brother's blankets covered him well before leaving.

Their second visitor was Thylin, who came on behalf of Queen Veronica as well as himself.

He didn't say anything at all, but to his stepson, he checked his temperature with his hand, and to his daughter, he stroked her cheek.

Their last visitor before being well again was King Lenon. He visited without telling anyone. But he only came for one of them.

"I know you're not asleep, Fuyaiyah," he said, standing up and looking directly down at her. "Come see me the first thing you wake up."

Fuyaiyah opened her eyes and sighed after the King left; he was right - she wasn't sleeping. But she took advantage of the time to rest so that she could get her mind straight. Ever since hearing about her true mother and the tragedy of her, and this Kingdom, she has been very restless.

"Is there a portrait of my mother anywhere?"

It was late in the evening. Thylin leaned tiredly against his door and blinked.

"Is that what you have to say the first moment you get better?"

"Of course not, but there's business tomorrow I'd like to prepare for.

Thylin laughed.

"Back to business huh?"

Fuyaiyah looked down.

"Also, I haven't seen my mother yet. I'd like to see her."

He smiled.

"Okay, let me get dressed."

Thylin took his daughter to the Queen's Palace, and revealed to her the private storage room of the former Queen. While he looked for a picture, Fuyaiyah focused on keeping her heart steady as she got to see many items and clothing that seemed to belong to her mother.

Suddenly, a candle lamp was lit, and Thylin stood up a portrait of his wife. She studied it trying to be more observational instead of emotional.

"You two have the same firm look on your faces."

She nodded and smiled. Fuyaiyah and her mother looked alike, and, from the information she learned - they acted alike as well.

"What business is tomorrow that you want to see a portrait of Queen Favour?"

"I'm finally getting to talk with King Lenon." She said nonchalantly.

Thylin flinched.

"Tomorrow? Daughter, it was bad enough that you carelessly said to the Princes that we're family. I don't want you telling the King that just yet."

"Don't worry. He told me to talk with him, so I'll be listening to his words and act accordingly."

Thylin saw that, after everything, she still could have a calm look on her face. He didn't say anymore but just nodded.