Ayda’s POV

Come morning, all the discomfort I felt over the Calling was but a faded memory.

Still, not wishing to further stress my body, I heeded Maud’s advice and had breakfast in my bedroom.

The world felt so different now. Colors were vibrant, almost phosphorescent in the way they dazzled. I could hear all sorts of sounds and was able to differentiate the treads of people’s gaits, from Nicolette’s dainty trot to ...