Chapter 51

Goyre gently laid Phoenix on the wide bed in her chambers. She sat on the bed beside her and pushed her hair away from her sweaty face. She was shaking with fever and her face showed her discomfort. Goyre pulled Phoenix’s tunic off, exposing the bruises on her skin, on her breast was the palm print of the repulsive guard who had squeezed it. The bone of her shoulder and wrist was disfigured. Goyre’s nostrils flared as she took in the sight of Phoenix’s battered body. She placed her hands over the bruises and healed them. Conjuring a cloth and some water from her mother’s domain she mopped Phoenix’s brow to bring down her rising temperature.

Phoenix squirmed in the bed but her eyes remained close and she succumbed to the hands of sleep. Goyre discarded the cloth and water and leaned over Phoenix, she caused a small turbulence to form beside the bed to cool her forehead. As the sweat dried from Phoenix’ body Goyre pushed her hair aside to get