(Afternoon)
"I have assigned my best, most trusted knights to secure the goods shipment," Grandpa says, his deep voice keeping a respectful distance from my bed.
"Uhn, good..." I murmur, buried under a mountain of blankets.
Elena's makeshift healing needle effect has completely worn off now, and I had to practically force her to go back to her duties before she tried to invent another unauthorized medical treatment on me.
Right now, I am suffering badly. On top of the agony, Elin dropped a complete bombshell on me earlier apparently, elven periods last anywhere from 7 to 14 days.
Like, what the actual hell?! Do you just want to drain all the blood out of my body?!
I am so incredibly ungrateful right now for not having a single drop of magic. If I just had a basic, bottom-tier C-grade healing spell, I would at least feel somewhat human.
"Kael... I need something warm to ease the pain. Tell Elin," I groan from beneath the sheets.
