"I should be fine to rest on mine own," she protested lightly. "I am in no more danger, and it is getting quite late. Please. I- I can be alone safely. I assure
"I should be fine to rest on mine own," she protested lightly. "I am in no more danger, and it is getting quite late. Please. I- I can be alone safely. I assure
And she had an impressive bust. Chloë averted her gaze, trying to
And she had an impressive bust. Chloë averted her gaze, trying to
"Then... perhaps I will be in fighting form to help take the dragon down. I had no inkling that healing magic of such power could be wrought
"Then... perhaps I will be in fighting form to help take the dragon down. I had no inkling that healing magic of such power could be wrought
Her gaze didn't move from a colored knot of wood in the ceiling above her.
Her gaze didn't move from a colored knot of wood in the ceiling above her.
"Mine pride would not be wounded at the delivery of some food. I find myself famished." Slipping back into her more formal way of speech as if she'd merely slipped into another pair of shoes.
"Mine pride would not be wounded at the delivery of some food. I find myself famished." Slipping back into her more formal way of speech as if she'd merely slipped into another pair of shoes.
The color had returned to her cheeks, and her skin had fully healed. She knew how healers were about their patients pushing themselves so soon after being healed, and so made no move or attempt to get up. She didn't want to give this one a reason to push
The color had returned to her cheeks, and her skin had fully healed. She knew how healers were about their patients pushing themselves so soon after being healed, and so made no move or attempt to get up. She didn't want to give this one a reason to push
"My sword?" she whispered, feeling the bed for the crimson-bladed weapon. "I need my sword..."
"My sword?" she whispered, feeling the bed for the crimson-bladed weapon. "I need my sword..."
"I- I should be well, now, I think," she told the healers, just managing to get the words out of her mouth.
"I- I should be well, now, I think," she told the healers, just managing to get the words out of her mouth.
"DO NOT LET THE BLOOD TOUCH YOU!"
Her voice skewed, her throat raw and ragged, her best attempt at a warning given, even though her body did not move giving it.
"DO NOT LET THE BLOOD TOUCH YOU!"
Her voice skewed, her throat raw and ragged, her best attempt at a warning given, even though her body did not move giving it.
The breastplate was secured by straps and, with some effort, were removed. The gambeson underneath it was ruined, with blood and with a strange red weed that
The breastplate was secured by straps and, with some effort, were removed. The gambeson underneath it was ruined, with blood and with a strange red weed that
"I did it," she mumbled weakly, her chapped lips barely moving.
"I did it," she mumbled weakly, her chapped lips barely moving.
The wounds were somewhat exaggerated by a great deal of blood on her that was not her own, although her
The wounds were somewhat exaggerated by a great deal of blood on her that was not her own, although her
"Voladir is destroyed," she croaked, and then
"Voladir is destroyed," she croaked, and then