Coming Summer 2019The Frituals: Rebellion
Taytra hisses into the pillow, as the bandage comes off her back with a slight ripping sound as the layer of herbs that had been slathered on her back releases.
“This is looking so much better, Taytra,” the healer says.
Taytra grunts quietly in reply as the healer grabs a sponge and begins cleaning the bruises and cuts that are left over from the belt marks Ward had been forced to leave on her back. “I think we won’t have to put any more bandages on today. You just have to take it easy and let your body get back to moving like normal.”
“Thank you, I appreciate all that you have done to help me,” Taytra says waiting for the woman to leave.
“Of course, Lady Taytra,” she says with a bow.
Taytra sits up clutching a blanket to her chest. “Jean.”
