Zygradon
“The girl climbed up on the bed and sat at his feet. She watched him, her head cocked to one side and her big silver eyes solemn. The Queen of Snows refused to let Mrillis ask a single question until he had finished his broth and tea and eaten the rolled up flat of bread filled with a gritty paste of healing herbs, dried berries and honey.
"Are we on Wynystrys?" he asked, as soon as she took away the wooden platter he had slowly emptied.
"Five days," Ceera said. She slapped Mrillis' foot... under the blanket. "You slept the whole journey here, and five days after they put you to bed." "That's not good." He fought the urge to slide down in the bed and curl up and shiver, with the blankets pulled up over his head. "What did I do?" "We did," Ceera said, with another slap on his foot. "Nobody will tell us what we did, until you wake up and can listen." Then her little scowl softened. She blinked away a sudden glimmer of tears and stroked his foot through the blanket.MoreLess
"Are we on Wynystrys?" he asked, as soon as she took away the wooden platter he had slowly emptied.
"Five days," Ceera said. She slapped Mrillis' foot... under the blanket. "You slept the whole journey here, and five days after they put you to bed." "That's not good." He fought the urge to slide down in the bed and curl up and shiver, with the blankets pulled up over his head. "What did I do?" "We did," Ceera said, with another slap on his foot. "Nobody will tell us what we did, until you wake up and can listen." Then her little scowl softened. She blinked away a sudden glimmer of tears and stroked his foot through the blanket.MoreLess
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