Rue’s POV

The following days, I recovered at the villa. The area around here was calm, and very protected. It was secluded, and surrounded by stone terraces, making it difficult for any kind of attack to be made against it..

My arm remained bandaged, stitches pulling whenever I extended too far. The bruising had deepened into shades of violet along my shoulder and ribs. The doctor had ordered limited movement.

“You are not lifting anything heavier than a teacup,” he said.

“I am not ...