Chapter 94

“No, Master Christof,” I answered snuggling into the warm blanket. My never dressed state did not allow me to be comfortable in a cool room.

“It will become sick if we are careless,” Master Kein commented wrapping his hands around my icy feet. “It should be in the sleeping room after the sun has set or at least in a room with a stoked fire.”

His hands were warm and felt good, rubbing briskly he took the chill out of my feet.

Master Bane took something out of a cupboard in the kitchen area. The men all took some to eat. Master Christof held me in his lap and fed me. It tasted like smoked meat and quelled my restless stomach.

I looked up at Master Christof’s face and was surprised how much better it looked. Across the table I could see Master Bane’s wounds were also smaller. They healed so quickly. I commented on it and Master Damien smiled.

“Perhaps you are just a slow healer, Ciara,” he told me popping more of the meat into his mouth.

“I’m not sur