Savage by Robyn Wideman

Author:Robyn Wideman [Wideman, Robyn]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-09-24T04:00:00+00:00

14

DRAISHA

WHERE am I? she thought as she woke. The room was unfamiliar and her head felt hazy.

“Good afternoon, I see you are finally awake.” A chubby bald-headed man walked over to her.

Kyra vaguely recognized his face but she did know his yellow robes. He was a healer. “Why is my head so fuzzy?”

“The herbs we gave you yesterday. They numb the pain and put you to sleep. The side effect is waking up groggy. You will likely feel a thunderous headache soon. Another unfortunate side effect. Here drink this, it will help with the headache.”

She accepted the drink from the healer. “Why did you have to give me the herbs? I thought I was healing well.”

“Your shoulder was healing well. Your leg, was a different story. Your friend did a good job, but the bone wasn’t healing properly. We had to re-break your leg and set it properly. You’ll need to stay off the leg for a few days, but we have some salves that speed the process immensely.

Magic, thought Kyra. They had magic salves, likely from Balta or another of the far eastern lands where magic was commonplace. Magic was rare in Draisha, mostly frowned upon. Mages and witches were incredibly rare and were hunted. The religious leaders of Draisha didn’t want anyone but their priests offering up god-like skills. She’d heard a rumor that Prince Astor was pressuring the priests to end the practice, but up until now she hadn’t really thought about it. However, if the royal healers had magic salves, it was likely true that the prince was a fan of magic. “Magic salves?” she asked the healer, unable to contain her curiosity.

The healer smiled. “Let’s just say the salves are special. There are still many within the castle walls who would frown upon the idea of magic use, even by the royal healers.”

“Understood.” Kyra knew outside of the royal family, the most powerful group in Draisha were the religious factions. They didn’t have an army like the king, but they had a large number of zealot-like followers who would do anything a priest asked. Kyra believed in the gods, but she found the priests terrifying.

“You get some sleep. It will help you heal faster.”

Kyra felt a warm wave of contentment flow from her head to her toes. He must’ve put more herbs in that drink, she thought as she closed her eyes. She needed to think, to figure out who was behind the attacks, but perhaps a nap wasn’t such a bad idea. Kyra dosed off.

…

When she woke again, Kyra was surprised to find the prince sitting in a chair next to her bed. “Your Highness! What are you doing here?”

“Checking on my investigator. I wanted to make sure things were going well. Marcus doesn’t tell me anything.”

“Marcus?”

“The healer, Marcus. He’s been almost like a father to me for as long as I can remember. I was a sickly child and spent far too much time down here, but I learned a lot from Marcus, and I still do.

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