After the male left Brenna set to work calming Gracie. The child was still shaking slightly. Brenna held her, kissing her head and rubbing her back. The soothing sensation did the trick and the child's eyes started to drop.
A knock at the door had her whimpering. Brenna opened it cautiously to find the doggen there. He left the food and tea and bowed before leaving as Zavist came out of the bathroom.

Gracie sat on the floor with her tea cup and sipped it slowly, the lavender having a relaxing effect. But she still sat close to the bed, ready to dart underneath if she was scared. She barely finished the cup before she was curled up on the floor like a sleepy puppy. Brenna carefully lifted her into the bed, covering her with the blanket as the child drifted off to sleep.

"I hate that her first instinct is to find a place to hide," Brenna admitted to Zavist. "I feel like I have failed her as a mother. A child should not live in such fear."