It has been a few days since Amelia’s conversation with Cane in the forest and a storm has quietly been brewing in her mind, though it has nothing to do with what they spoke about.
Sitting in her Healer’s workroom, Amelia slowly taps her forefinger against the table, while she cradles her chin with the other- deep in thought.
She had noticed something on different occasions and though she had developed a theory as to the reason, it still pisses her off.
Tap…tap…tap…tap…
The sound echoes in the quiet workroom, a spread of scrolls and books in front of her but she pays none of them any mind, her thoughts focused on other matters.
Well there’s no point in thinking about it any further, it’s a waste of time. She might as well go and confirm whether or not it’s true.
She suddenly turns a
