Morning Routines

She had heard about her Uncle's new healer, and between settling back into her duties at home and sulking over Iho’s lengthening disappearance, she was yet to meet the woman. Intending to rectify that, she made her way to the workshop that the healer and her Uncle were calling home. She arrived to the scent of herbs and the fading scent of tea.

When she stuck her head through the door, and saw the sprawling, plant-filled space inside she glanced about in curiosity. Finding not the little healer she had heard about - but there was Uncle Incubus. “Good Morning, Uncle Incubus. Is your healer in?” She asked, curiosity in her courtly tones.


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