Healer (Brotherhood of the Throne Book 2) by Jane Glatt

Author:Jane Glatt [Glatt, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-04-05T06:00:00+00:00

Brenna quietly climbed off the bed, grabbed her clothes and pulled them on, trying not to wake Yowan, who lay sprawled on the other cot. She ducked out of the room and headed down the stairs. It was early and the inn was just starting to come to life, except the kitchen, of course.

“We’re not servin’ yet. Ye’ll need to wait yer turn,” a woman called out as soon as Brenna entered the bustling room. She stood by the table, a large dark mass of dough in front of her, her arms in it up to her elbows. The hearth fire burned high and the room was warm with the heat and smell of baking bread.

“I’m looking to help,” Brenna said and the woman turned golden brown eyes her way. “But if I’d be in the way I’ll leave.” She could always check on the horses.

“No, that’s aright.” The woman paused a moment, her hands still in the black bread dough. “You must be the new one. Jemma is it? I’m Polly.”

“Can I help with anything?” Brenna looked at the round dark loaves of bread lined up on a side table. “I’m not much of a baker but you seem to have that in hand.”

“Aright, there’s a half wheel of cheese in the cold room,” Polly jerked her head toward a small door opposite the hearth. “Ye can bring that in. First meal’s mostly bread and cheese. If any ask we give ‘em some hot eggs, but most days they don’t ask.”

Brenna opened the door to the cold room, a small space that was damp and cool after the warmth of the kitchen. She lugged the half wheel of cheese out and onto a counter. She cut small wedges off the wheel while Polly continued her bread baking.

While she cut she could hear the sounds of the tavern coming to life beyond the door. Ma Colley came in once, nodded to herself when she saw Brenna at work and left. Fern, the serving girl, came in to cut thick dark slices of bread. These she placed on plates along with slices of cheese from Brenna’s growing pile. The next time the door swung open Leila came through.

“Well Jemma, seems yer makin’ yerself useful again.” She smiled at Brenna.

“Just hoping to pay my way,” Brenna replied. She put down the knife. “Is this enough?” Leila leaned over, looked at cut cheese and nodded.

“Should do. Our morning trade is slow, usually. Did you eat?” Brenna shook her head. “Well, go on, then, get yerself somethin’ and bring it along. I want to talk about tonight’s meal and if there’s anything ye might want fer it.”

Brenna grabbed a warm slice of bread and some cheese and followed Leila into the tavern. The sat down at the table closest to the kitchen door, close to where Ma Colley stood at the taps.

“Da usually sleeps late and Ma looks after the taps in the mornin’,” Leila said. “Ye can’t tell much but Ma was happy today when she saw ye in the kitchen.

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