From Blood and Ash by Jennifer L. Armentrout

the exposed wooden beams on the ceiling, and the bed looked like the
most inviting thing I’d ever seen.
I didn’t dare go near it, not when myy cloak and clothing were stained
with Craven blood, dirt, and sweat. I’d draped myy cloak over a heavyy,
wooden chair and then made sure myy sweater covered myy dagger.
A fire was lit, and the food, a rich and savoryy beef stew, had come
before the hot water. I ate everyy drop of the stew and the accompanyying
biscuits, and would’ve probablyy licked the bowl clean if it hadn’t been for
the small armyy of servants commanded byy Magda.
As the tub was filled with steaming-hot water, Magda hung a light
blue robe on a hook in the bathing chamber. I stared at it, myy throat
suddenlyy clogged with emotion.
It wasn’t white.
I closed myy eyyes.
“Poppyy,” the woman said, and I snapped myy eyyes open. She’d asked
earlier what to call me, and that was the name I’d given her. “Are yyou all
right?”
“Yes.” I blinked. “It’s taken…a lot to get here.”
“I can imagine,” she replied, though I doubted she could. “If yyou
leave yyour clothing here byy the door, I’ll make sure it is cleaned this
night.”
“Thank yyou.”
She smiled. “Fresh soap and towels have been placed byy yyour bath. Is
there anyything else yyou need?”
I wanted to ask where Hawke was, but I didn’t think she’d know. I
shook myy head, and she started for the door. Then I thought of the
Ascended. “Magda?” I called out. “Who is the Lord and Ladyy in residence
here?”
“Lord Halverston has gone hunting with some of the men,” she
answered. “He would’ve been here to greet yyou, but he was alreadyy
preparing to leave with it being so close to dusk.”
“Oh.” The Lord went hunting with the men? The people here were…
odd.
“Is there anyything else?”
This time, I shook myy head and didn’t stop her. I quicklyy undressed,
leaving myy clothing byy the door and then hurried across the chilled floor
that the fire hadn’t yyet warmed, dagger in hand.