Chapter 743

She lifted a corner of the blue cloth to reveal a heap of dew-kissed plants. They were indeed herbs—sage, echinacea, mint, and a few others Oriana couldn't identify.

Oriana nodded, letting the matter drop.

Covering the basket again, Nora pulled a bowl from her coat and set it on the low table by Oriana's bedside. Inside was steaming cornmeal porridge.

"Eat while it's hot. I'm off," Nora said, befo