Chapter 38: Roses and Thorns

Travis emerged from the trees with the bunny-eared girl hanging by his arm. They happened upon Larson, wedged between two trees not far from the dining area.

The healer squinted his golden eyes. “What’s the boy doing? He’s been at it for days.”

“I think he’s talking to the beast living within him.” Nyatalia casually explained.

“What?”

She told him of the story about how the busy town outside T’khamun met its ruin and showed him the slashes on her arm and neck.

After hearing this, the healer pulled out a green paste from his bag and lathered it on the affected areas. As if nothing happened, they vanished without any residue of the scars.

“Amazing!” Nyatalia shrilled and kissed him on the cheek. “You really are a master of healing concoctions.”

“So I was told. How about we concoct something for ourselves, milady?” He gave her a wolfish smile.

She struck him in the gut and giggled, placing both hands on her cheeks. “You haven’t even courted me yet.”