Rose wasn't surprised when the door opened, revealing the physician. He had said he would come back in the evening, and it was evening now. There was still some time before dinner, but it was clear it wouldn't take long before the sun set.
Edna was the one who let him in, and she stayed behind him as he walked to Rose, who still remained in bed. She didn't want to remain this way and had planned to ask the physician if it was okay to move around again.
However, she didn't even know if she would be allowed out of the room, let alone out of the Crown Prince's wing, but there wasn't any particular place she wanted to go except home. Perhaps it was a waste to ask.
"How do you feel?" Paul queried, pulling her out of her thoughts.
Rose nodded and glanced at him. "The herbs worked well. Thank you, Your Lordship."
"Hmm," he said, but it seemed like he had more questions. "Has the bleeding reduced?"
