The Executioner's Right (The Executioner's Song Book 1) by D.K. Holmberg

Author:D.K. Holmberg [Holmberg, D.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: ASH Publishing
Published: 2021-01-04T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Finn sat at the edge of his mother’s bed, the now-empty dropper in hand. Finn had tested it on himself before administering it to his mother. He didn’t know if there was anything that he would be able to learn from it, but at least he wanted to ensure it wouldn’t be poisonous to him. Other than a bitter flavor with a strange lingering taste to it, he didn’t detect anything worrisome from it.

His mother hadn’t moved since he’d been there. He remained at the bedside, watching her, occasionally standing and wiping the sweat from her forehead, before taking a seat and resting next to her.

Finn lost track of how long he’d been sitting there. Lena hadn’t returned from her job, though she’d been working with the butcher, so he didn’t necessarily know how long her shifts were. Longer than he would have expected, though. Longer than Lena deserved, especially as she would end up returning home and needing to care for their mother.

Meyer hadn’t given Finn any idea of how often he was to administer the medicine. Maybe one time was enough. Neither had he given him any idea of how long it would take for the medicine to work. Finn doubted it would be immediate. Considering how long it had taken for the illness to fully take hold, he expected the recovery to be equally long.

Getting to his feet, he headed to the kitchen, cleaning up the dishes in the basin and putting them away. He might not be bringing as much coin to Lena as he had before, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t contribute in other ways.

When he had straightened as much as he could, including his mother’s room, Lena still hadn’t returned.

Where would she be?

Tucking his mother in and taking the dropper, he left the home. He’d have to check on her in the morning. She’d fed herself in the past but didn’t show any interest in doing so now. She’d worsened. Lena had a technique to ensure she ate what she needed. She’d take care of it when she returned.

Night had fallen in the time that he’d been helping his mother. Finn looked up at the full moon as one of the nearby church bells tolled. The Berend bells. He listened, counting the bells, and realized that he’d been there longer than he’d expected.

He was tired.

Not that he’d done anything all that challenging through the day, but he was still tired. The danger over the last few days had gotten to the point where he now felt the effects. Meyer would expect him back, and Finn didn’t want to be gone too long. Not until he knew all that Meyer expected of him.

As he headed back toward the executioner’s home, a familiar person made their way toward him.

“Sneaking out again?” Helda asked.

“I’m not sneaking,” he said, give her an appraising look. “Look at you—”

A sharp frown cut him off.

She was dressed well for the evening, though the cut of her dress hid anything he wanted to see.

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