Chapter 87: Clinic to Inn

•Thunoa Clinic•

Ace's POV

After a few minutes, Mrs. Melinda and the other nurses finished treating our wounds. The clinic smelled faintly of antiseptic and herbs, a comforting yet sterile scent that lingered in the air. Mrs. Melinda's hands moved with practiced ease as she bandaged the last of the Crimsonheart member cuts, her expression calm but focused.

"Thank you for treating us, Mrs. Melinda," Ray said, his voice warm with gratitude. He shifted slightly, his posture relaxed. "Mrs. Melinda, can I borrow the key to your house? I need to send a letter to my father using the carrier pigeon I keep there."

"Of course," Mrs. Melinda replied, her hands moving gracefully to her pocket, fingers brushing against the key. "Here," she continued, extending her arm with a gentle smile, the key dangling slightly in her palm.