Still Married
Bel lay on her bed with her eyes on the ceiling. This was her third night at Lord Hubert's place. She was neither better nor worse, but she was definitely still in no state to travel. She could walk around but would get very dizzy if she moved around too much.
The day before, she had gone outside the castle; it was the first time she had done that since she walked through the front doors of the Lord's mansion. The children had gathered around her and showed her their favorite flowers. It had been the highlight of her day.
Tomorrow morning, she planned to speak to King Arnold about putting her on a ship. Even though she was still sick, it wasn't unbearable, and other than the chance that she might faint at any given moment, she would have fought to be sent home by now. However, there was no point putting it off when she wasn't getting any better or worse.