Silas did not push beyond a kiss and took his wife right to bed after drying up. Hopefully, there'd be time to do more without risking her heart to leap out of its cage.
Again… What was the normalcy to return to after such an ordeal?
Thankfully, her sleep was dreamless and kept that way until the morning sun came to tickle her cheeks.
By then, Silas was once more, no longer near her.
After checking on Arthur and taking her breakfast, Arabella's next mission was finding Ada which was not that hard of a task since her friend had been looking for her as well.
"Where should we do this?"
They had wished each other a good morning quickly enough and jumped into the thick of it without dallying.
"I suggest my own room," Ada nodded, "We should find some peace there,"
Upon walking through the door, the first thing that hit Arabella right in the face were the many aromas and amalgamated herb fumes that forced her to clasp a hand over her nose and mouth.
