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Chapter 19
19 FARRAH Wyatt slept on and off for three days while his wounds healed. To sped up things, I had glamoured myself and ventured into a village where I acquired some strong healing herbs and other things we would need. I changed the dressing of his wounds at least twice a day, making sure the healing salve was acting as it should. Thankfully, fae herbs had special properties and when mixed in the right way, they could do almost anything. Healing two arrow wounds plus several scratches in a handful of days was one of these amazing things. On the fourth day, Wyatt finally rose from the bed and came into the kitchen to eat with me. His steps were slow and every once in a while, he winced, as if his wounds still hurt. I hoped they did. He deserved to hurt for a little while longer for what
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