That old book smell

Gwynevere hadn't been back to her room since the day her mother and Kane returned with Rudyard, staying by him day and night until she was sure he was at least physically stable. The fact that he seemed to be unwavering in his coma worried her deeply, but as Kane and Syanna continued to remind her that all they could do was wait and maintain him in this state she tried to take it to heart that there was nothing more she could do. She entrusted Rudyard to the other healers for at least a few minutes as she pulled herself away to go up to her room, her eyes hurting from a lack of sleep. She had snuck small naps here and there in one of the infirmary beds, but she hadn't had a proper night sleep since before this began and she wasn't sure that she would until he was awake. It reminded her of the days that followed her mother's attack and how she had worked herself to the bone to get her out of that critical state, but at least this time she had help.

She wasn't going to go sleep just yet though. Even though she had moved almost all of her raw herbs and supplies to the pharmacy now that she had Syanna to help her keep it organized, there were still a few salves and prepared remedies that she still kept on the shelves in her library. They were doing her no good here and decided she should bring them down to the pharmacy as well so they were more easily accessible from the infirmary if she needed them. As she turned the corner into the corridor that led to her room though she heard a voice calling for her and she lifted her eyes with surprise from the floor to see Emile pushing open the door to her room. "Over here," she called back to him as she walked down the hall toward him. She had luckily come in time to hear his words about offering to help and she gave him a small nod. "I do have a small thing you could help with actually," she told him as she slipped past to walk into the small library.

She led him over to a shelf that was lined with maybe a dozen various pots and jars filled with herbal remedies and gave a small nod of her head toward them. "I want to take these down to the pharmacy to add them to the pack stores if you could help me carry them." She went over to some of her miscellaneous supplies and pulled out a couple fairly wide pieces of fabric, laying them out in front of the shelf. "I figured we can place them in these and wrap them in a sling to carry down." Straight forward enough and with any luck they wouldn't have to make too trips.

Gwynevere | Eilwen