Chapter 349: Familiar Paths, Unfamiliar Ground
Brynhild turned fully toward Sophia, her movements careful but far less restrained than they had been days ago. There was color in her face now, strength returning to her limbs in a way that couldn't be faked.
"I'm healing fast," Brynhild said, a small but satisfied smile tugging at her lips. "Really fast. Lysander told me that I'll be back on my feet within a few weeks."
Sophia smiled in relief. "That's good to hear."
"It is," Brynhild agreed, then sighed dramatically. "But it feels so far away. I'm tired of being rooted in this house. Every step comes with a warning. Every breath comes with caution. Rest, Brynhild. Take it easy, Brynhild. Don't overdo it, Brynhild. I love Lysander, but I get tired of seeing his face most of the time."
"I can hear you," Lysander said from the bedroom.
