She liked to laze around, but she had never skipped meals before. Eating something sweet used to be her favorite part of the day. In fact, if she didn't get at least one sugary treat, she'd get a little cranky by evening.
But lately, even that has changed.
Even though Edmund had sent all kinds of sweet things to her room—cookies, cakes, candies—Primrose barely touched them.
The jars of cookies were still sitting neatly on the shelves, completely full, untouched since the last time Marielle had filled them.
For people who spent a lot of time with her, like Solene and Marielle, it was only natural that they found it strange when the queen suddenly refused sweets.
And Edmund, who had always watched her closely through Bunnie's eyes, noticed it too, even before Solene reported it to him.
So … she really wasn't fine at all.
She hadn't even bothered to fix her hair in days. She would just brush it lazily, tie it up without care, and go about her day like it didn't matter.
