~CELINE~
The scalding water of the bath should have been a relief to my battered body, but every nerve ending screamed in protest as I lowered myself into the tub. Janet had added some kind of herbal mixture that released a pungent, medicinal aroma into the steam rising around me. My ribs throbbed with each breath, a constant reminder of my near-fatal heroics.
“Two baths in one day,” I groaned, “Lucky me,” I breathed with difficulty, that earned a low chuckle from Janet as she grabbed something she had brought in from the corner of the bathroom.
"Drink this," Janet instructed, holding out a small cup filled with a viscous, amber-colored liquid that smelled strongly of honey and something sharper beneath. I resisted the urge to gag as my eyes alternated between the woman and the steami
