Chapter 8

*Rocky/Roscoe POV*

Gemini looks like she is about to fall over, her eyes lidded and her skin pale as she hobbles around my tiny room, stopping at the fireplace and running her hands along the stone. I scan her leg, frowning when I notice the still visible injury on her ankle. It should be gone by now, healed skin with no scabs.

“Have a seat,” I tell her and she turns, looking over her shoulder, a soft smile lingering on her lips from some random thought of memory. “I’ll put some herbs on your ankle”

She looks down at her foot as if she had forgotten it was there, like we hadn’t spent the majority of our time bickering about her being carried on my back because of her injury.

“Uh, sure,” she says before frowning. “Will it hurt?”

I can’t help the laughter that finds its way out as I shake my head and walk toward the greenhouse to collect some medicinal herbs. There is no point in answering her. Of course it will hurt a little, but it’s her fear of that little pain I find amusing. The h