The Kingdom Of Little Wounds (2013) - Plot & Excerpts
Only now does Isabel see it: Her skin glistens; her eyes are glassy; she has an obvious fever that cannot be attributed to her position in the hearth nook, for the fire has all but gone out. And she has broken her vow to silence, for how she groans! Though she is steadfast enough (dear valiant Elinor) not to form the groans into words. “There, there,” says Isabel, as soothingly as she can. She bends awkwardly, off balance, tipping a cup in the direction of her friend’s lips and spilling a good bit down her own front as she does. The day’s rule of silence does not apply to Isabel. “Have a sip of this draught. It is exactly the same as what I take myself. And when you are stronger, you may have some blood pudding.” Elinor’s eyes are first round with wonder, then slitted in pain. After a single mouthful of Isabel’s good spiced wine, she vomits. The cup goes flying and clatters against a chest somewhere out of the candlelight. “Never you mind,” says Isabel, looking down at what’s become of her gown.
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