Paladin (The Dragonrider Heritage Book 7) by Nicole Conway

Author:Nicole Conway [Conway, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Broadfeather Books
Published: 2023-07-03T16:00:00+00:00

PART FOUR

MAYLEA

16

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

“Heeey. Well, well, look who’s eating on his own for a change,” Uncle Reigh gave a satisfied snort as he came into our room, lugging along a big sack of provisions for our trip. He’d gone out to get rations, new waterskins, medical materials, and a stockpile of arrows for me.

It was all stuff we needed, sure, but I honestly think he was just looking for an excuse to avoid being around Violet. Ever since their little fight, neither one of them stayed in the same room as the other for long. Ridiculous. How were we supposed to keep working together if they didn’t get over this?

Sitting at the small fire pit, Thatcher grinned around a mouthful of rice porridge and raised his spoon in acknowledgement. He was on his third bowl of it, thank the gods. It was so good to see he finally had an appetite again.

Only six or seven hours ago, it had seemed like Thatcher might not be able to recover from his injuries. I couldn’t remember a time when I had ever seen Uncle Reigh look more worried than when he mixed up some of that strange Thornwine potion into a cup of tea, and helped him sip it. None of us knew exactly how it would affect him, or if it would make any difference at all. It had instantly made Thatcher drowsy, and he’d fallen into a deep sleep on his pallet. Lukani, Violet, and I took turns watching over him to make sure he kept breathing.

Over the course of the day, with the storm still raging overhead and the tension in the room growing heavier by the second, Thatcher slept. Slowly, the color had returned to his face. His fever broke. The dark circles under his eyes faded away, and he stopped sweating.

By noon, Thatcher began snoring in his sleep, and later in the afternoon, Reigh checked his wounds again to change the bandages. Only, this time, when he removed all the gauze and dressings … there weren’t any wounds. At least, not like before. The two places where the sword had pierced his body were fully scarred over. All the redness, swelling, and inflammation were gone. It looked like an injury that had happened months ago, rather than only a few days.

Even Uncle Reigh seemed shocked, his eyes wide and mouth hanging open in surprise, as he carefully examined them. I had seen him treat people with Lunthardan remedies all my life, but I guess this new potion the Mistress of the Call had given us really was a lot more potent.

Uncle Reigh insisted on being cautious, though. He explained that there had been extensive internal damage to Thatcher’s body, not just the open wounds from being stabbed through-and-through with that sword. Those were the injuries that could be far more dangerous. So, just for good measure, we left Thatcher alone to keep sleeping for as long as possible.

The time seemed to drag on like an eternity, each minute leaving me more jittery than the last.

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