Chapter 11: The Maca of MedicineMarita had the young Keeper of Medicine from Ishner in her office. She had ordered another Keeper to Ishner with instruction that all were to be healed as their oath required. Before she stripped this one of the right to dispense any medical, she needed to ken why healing had been refused.
“Why did ye nay heal that man or any other man in Ishner?”
Mattelina stood straight, looking at Marita as though she had asked an inane question. “We are Sisters. We dinna treat males.” The scorn in her voice when she said males almost brought Marita to her feet.
“We are nay Sisters!” she roared. “We are Medicine. Our Oath clearly states that we are to heal all who come to us.”
Mattelina shook her head, bewildered. “That tis nay what I was taught.”
“Who taught ye else
