It was full light outside now, and Miles must have drifted off to sleep. As he woke, he wondered about the strange dream he'd had where Romilda had been telling him that Millicent had lost her baby.
As consciousness crept in to overtake his sleep, he realised that it had been real. Looking down at Liam, the boy seemed to be sleeping soundly and if he looked hard enough, he thought perhaps that his pox marks weren't quite as bad as they had been the day before.
He heard the sound of Liam's door opening and he looked up to see Daphne come in. "I think he might be a little better," he said hopefully as she came up to him, her tiny hand slipping so comfortably into his.