I don't know how long I laid on Elias' floor before he finally returned with a healer. Bending down, he gently lifted me off the ground and placed me back on his bed before moving aside so the healer could move in and begin examining my wounds.
"Luckily, they aren't deep enough to need sutures." The man spoke as he pulled pieces of tattered fabric away from the wounds, causing me to wince. "But they'll take some time to heal."
"Be more gentle." Elias hissed, not missing my discomfort. "I brought you here to treat her, not hurt her."
"Yes prince." The man said quickly, his voice shaking.
Growing quiet, the healer busied himself cleaning and dressing the wounds on my back. I couldn't help but realize that the whole time he did it, his hands were shaking. It was clear that this healer was
