"Amazingly, your body has managed to recover this much," the wisened old physician said with his back turned while Kirin put her loose white cotton shirt on. "Though I still think you should take it easy for the next few months.
"I can't do that," Kirin grumbled, pulling her long black hair out the back of her shirt and sitting on the side of her small wooden bed. She leaned over to put her boots on, ignoring the stabbing pain in her ribs that made her want to throw herself out the window. "You and Samuel promised that if I could move around on my own, I was free to do as I pleased."
A cool, refreshing breeze blew through the small window of the room, sending a relaxing shiver through Kirin's body that immediately made her wince.
"Yes, yes, I remember the argument. Just promise me you w
