Lydia had almost given up hope. Kaline was a whisper of her former self and there had been no word from Dr. Verrick in weeks. But right when things seemed at their darkest, @VivianVerrick appeared in the atrium of the palace with a silver case in hand.
Could it be? The Duchess races down the spiral stair to the foyer, a cautious grin on her face. When the doc answers in the affirmative, Lydia throws her arms around her wife’s savior.
There is surprisingly little to administering the cure, >