When will I see you again

She flashed him a shy smile, before concentrating on her work again. She could see where another healer had made her stitches, and she only needed to repair where he had pulled them. She was done in a moment, which was likely a relief to both of them. She pulled back, wiping her paws on a cloth, before binding his wound with a fresh bandage, once it was securely tightened she didn’t have anything to keep her hands busy, and her eyes found their way back to him again. He was definitely taller, and had clearly reached adulthood. There was something even more commanding about him now, reminding her that he was no longer the son of a Lord as she had first thought when she had seen him at the slave market. He was the Aegis of the Hallows, with wolves at his command.

“Stabbed, My Lord?” she asked, confused. She had been able to see for herself that the tiger hadn’t caused this. This was something that had happened earlier, but she had expected someone to have attacked him. His gentle, questing words had her flush lightly and dip her head. Caught between the desire not to lie to him, and unwilling to burden him with any of the hardships she had gone through. Whatever she had gone through was already far kinder then what would have happened if he hadn’t purchased her.

“The Armada has been through a lot” She deflected softly, not meeting his eyes.

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