chapter 18

Barlion Great...

"That looks kike a deep cut."

Uncle Jeremy commented as he took of the patch covering the wound.

"Staring the obvious..."

Chuckling a bit, he cleaned the herbs off before he, one again, made an exaggerated comment.

"Why not call a proper healer? You do realize I am not your servant." He said, as he dipped the cloth in his hand in to a warm water and continued on to clean the blood off.

"A healer os not needed." I repeated the words I said to my wife.

"I doubt it." Uncle Jeremy argued. "Your cut looks like it's been closed by a barbaric, handless healer who decided to sow it with their feet."

His little commented pulled my lips in to a small smile.

My wife had been the one to close the cut and yes, she had done a terrible job. But she did close it and managed to stop the blood so, I guess she did a good job.

"This will leave a nasty scar." Uncle Jeremy shook his head as he examined the wound.

" But, Lucky for you, Dear nephew. You won't die from a na