XAVIE
Hilda would be temporarily staying at the pack house until I got better, so I was not that surprised to find out she had turned the guest room she’s occupying into a healer’s shrine. The door was ajar, and outside of it were filled with homely plants and flowers, some I recognized while others I had no clue.
“I’m here for my daily check up.” I announced, walking into the room.
She straightened up at the sound of my voice and I saw that she was grinding something on a flat stone, inside her room was even filled with more plants, giving it an orchard theme except for the single bed backed up against the wall at the corner of the room.
“I have been expecting you.” Came her response as she motioned for me to take a seat on the bed. “You still look very pale, are you still putting y
