CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT

Edgar stared at her hair. It had been combed and pulled up. The healer behind her held her hair as she emptied her stomach into a pot by the corner of the tent. He had slept exhausted. Almost like a dead body. The cold tent calming him and coaxing him to sleep more. But his mind worried. He was not at peace, he needed to see Selene. As he opened the tent flap, he met the healer forcing a cup to her mouth. She drank and gurgled, emptying her mouth into the pot. A herb was handed her and she chewed slowly. A minty smell now filling the tent. "My Lord" the healer bowed "How is she" he questioned "She will heal. Her body is fighting a powerful elixir" the healer replied "How long?" Edgar asked "She has too much of it in her, we can only pray she fights if off, if she feeds and drinks her medicine she has a better chance" she answered Edgar nodded. The healer curtsied and left the tent. The bed the child laid was higher, crates had been gathered under it. The same bed laid in t