The man was grimacing, trying to hold it in. Half a dozen people were watching, as Cassandra was slowly stitching, explaining each movement and proceeding carefully.
“Here. If you make it as even as possible, the scar will be neat and healed in just a couple of weeks. No need to bandage it as long as you make sure it stays clean like I showed you.”
The soldiers nodded, some even taking notes, but all of them were impressed. She turned to her patient, who was observing the stitches on his arm with a frown.
“Thank you, Lady Cassandra…I hope my fiancée won’t mind this.”
“I promise, the scar will be thin and neat. If she’s marrying a soldier, this should be fine, right?” said Cassandra with a soft smile.
The man blushed a bit and nodded. Lady Cassandra was becoming prettier and prettier a
