219.Chapter 219

"Stay close to me, dear," Miriam murmured, squeezing Lyra's hand. "No one will trouble you here. No one."

Lyra followed Miriam downstairs, where Wallace and the others waited at the set table—none had wanted to eat without her.

"Lyra, do you still feel unwell?" Wallace asked anxiously when he spotted her. "Spencer can help if you need anything."

"Grandpa," Lyra said, her voice still a little hoars