Chapter 73 Warm ginger water and Mrs. Bea's homemade cake

"Mara, thank you for waking up!" Pip exclaimed, his teenage cheeks damp with tears.

The warm glow of the hearth welcomed my slowly opening eyelids, driving away the cold that had nearly frozen my bones. We were laid down in Caspian's spacious room at the rear of the inn, right next to Mistress Bea's...

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