Healer Hayrune and Gertal were back the next day, this time to take Lyria on an assisted walk around a garden.
“For the strength in your leg,” Healer Hayrune said. “It is healing remarkably well, and you should be able to put weight on it for a few minutes at a time now.”
She could, though not particularly easily, but the Healer assured her that the more she practiced, the easier it would be. Gertal was, as ever, accompanied by the surly three guards who didn’t speak to her and only ever eyed her suspiciously. Their presence made Lyria deeply uncomfortable.
She was blindfolded once again before she was allowed to leave the apothecary, but consoled herself that she had both Healer Hayrune and Gertal to lean on, so there was no reason for the guards to approach her. They stood well back i
