Eilika carefully placed the storybook onto the shelf before switching off the lamp and making her way toward her chamber.
As she sat down at her vanity, Joanna walked in, carrying a tray.
"What is this?" Eilika asked, unfastening her earrings and setting them on the bedside table.
"Isn't the Duke here yet?" Joanna inquired, her eyes scanning the room. "The Dowager Duchess instructed me to bring this. She said the drink is medicinal and insisted that both of you should have some."
"Damian... I believe he is still working," Eilika answered, her brow furrowing slightly at the sight of the tray. "What kind of medicinal drink is this?" Her curiosity piqued as she held the silver glass.
"I do not know. Perhaps it is intended to boost the Duke's immunity, especially since he was poisoned recently. The Dowager Duchess may want you to have the same to stay in good health," Joanna murmured, placing the tray down.
