Violet's pov

I tiptoed into the room Elia told me to sleep in as though I would find her male companions hanging from the door, ceiling, and bed. I had been so astonished when she had said she wasn't staying in the shed tonight. When I had thought she was leaving her bed chambers because of me, I had told her that I was fine in the small parlor if she could just provide me with a bolster, a coverlet and a quilt. I was in fact so grateful she had accommodated me without question. Although she ...