Chapter 3
The medical tent was a place of peace and serenity. It was said that Jorgand’s constant humming could soothe the most aggressive of beasts. Its interior remained under the constant soothing sounds of her voice. Despite her size, she swayed around various test tubes and medicinal herbs, almost dancing to the melodies of her hum.
“Hmmm...hmmm…hm...hmmm…la...la...la...la...laaaaa...”
“Can I have some of what you’re on?” Biljax chuckled, brushing aside the flapped entrance to the medical tent. “I could hear your humming from two tents over today. Everything okay?”
A slight curtsy and a nod were all he received in return.
“Oh, the silent treatment, huh?”
As she turned away from him, his gaze fell across the room.
“Jorgand, what did I do this time?” Switching the ax to his left
