Beatrice pov
"You're already powerful," he said gently. "But I'd love to teach you. When we get back to Wynterhold, we can start properly."
"Why not now?" I asked.
"Because right now, you need to rest. To explore. To just be." He guided me toward a comfortable chair. "Sit. Let me check you over."
"I'm fine," I protested.
"Humor me." He pulled up another chair. "I haven't done a proper examination since you arrived. As your healer and your brother, I need to make sure you're recovering well."
I sat, and he began a gentle examination. Checking my pulse, looking at my eyes, asking questions about sleep and appetite and energy levels.
"Your heartbeat is stronger," he noted. "When you first arrived, it was irregular. Stress and malnutrition."
"I'm eating better now." I thought about all
