Jared’s Pov
I led the old healer back to her cell. I didn't need to do it, but I wanted to. Mostly because I didn't trust anyone else to handle the old hag and mostly because I liked to gloat.
"Why do you walk me, I really don't like your company,” she muttered and I laughed
"That hurt my feelings but I still love you,” I said mockingly as she shot me a bored but tired look. She looked older, her hair filled with more gray than actual black, only a thin line of that running through the whole thing, her eyes were closed together and I knew that she was almost blind in both eyes.
This old healer was my mother who committed a crime and never got forgiven, that alone drove my hatred for them. Even though everyone forgot about her, I wanted to give her justice and make her happy for life. B
