24 August, 1360. Westerhaven Palace, Islia
Camilla slowly opened her eyes following what felt like an incredibly deep sleep. The first thing she noticed was that her surroundings looked absurdly bright. She shut her eyes against the almost painful brightness. She realised she'd gotten used to her dark bedchamber during the last few weeks.
Squinting through her lashes again, she realised the tapestry hung over the window was no longer there and the drapes had been pulled open. Camilla looked in amazement at the sun streaming in. If she was no longer being forced to stay in the darkness, that must mean-
A rush of memories flooded back. Camilla remembered with a jolt that she'd given birth after what had felt like the longest night of her life. William had been at her side almost the entire time.
Queen Celia was right after all, she mused. He did end up coming back and begging for forgiveness.