Tristan turned to her and tilted his head a little. "Very well," he said, after considering it for a moment. "But no heavy work. Ask Mr. Roberts - Lord Gordon's man - ask him to carry water up if you need it. No cooking, either. We'll pick something up for dinner. And do rest if you feel tired or dizzy. I'll come check on you during lunch. If you seem sick in anyway, then, you'll go back to bed. Alright?" He looked at her insistently.