Jancis stared at her own letter long enough, her lips pursed up. Cici knew her far too well: she knew Alveo would be beyond concern, she knew the conjurer would provide little help, she knew exactly what to say. And Jancis knew she was right.
She held back a sigh, keeping her braver face for Sir Castille's sake; she had said something similar to the knight herself so how could she complain being told the same in turn?
"Of course I do not mind," she replied quietly.
Out of basic hearing distance now from Crofte, and being told to leave as it was would not compromise the lady knight's position, Jancis began healing Sir Castille. She lost track of time as she worked through the words, regenerating the damaged frostbitten flesh on his extremities and doing what she could for the trauma his body experienced. Even though the worst of the damage had been partially repaired, it was obvious a lesser man would have perished or not been able to stand in the state the knight had been in. Jancis completed her work and leaned against the wall, exhausted from the task.
"Pray take care of yourself."
She held back a sigh, keeping her braver face for Sir Castille's sake; she had said something similar to the knight herself so how could she complain being told the same in turn?
"Of course I do not mind," she replied quietly.
Out of basic hearing distance now from Crofte, and being told to leave as it was would not compromise the lady knight's position, Jancis began healing Sir Castille. She lost track of time as she worked through the words, regenerating the damaged frostbitten flesh on his extremities and doing what she could for the trauma his body experienced. Even though the worst of the damage had been partially repaired, it was obvious a lesser man would have perished or not been able to stand in the state the knight had been in. Jancis completed her work and leaned against the wall, exhausted from the task.
"Pray take care of yourself."
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