Finlay
I stood outside Amie’s bedroom, waiting for the healer to finish his examination.
“She will be fine, she said it was just a scratch,” my aunt said and patted my arm. I huffed. I was doing my best not to be a jerk and go on a tantrum about how Amie shouldn’t have been hurt in the first place if she had stayed by me. The fact was, she and Ramses had done an amazing job and I didn’t want to take that away from either of them. At the same time, I was struggling with my need to keep her safe. Hugo came walking out of Amie’s room and I looked at him.
“She is fine. A small injury, it will heal in a day or two. I would recommend she use a healing salve on it. But she said she didn’t need it,” he told me. I held out my hand towards him. He looked at it for a moment, then fished a small ja
