BIANCA'S POV.The scent of the spicy stew filled my senses, canceling out the scent of medicines and mixtures.As I wolfed down the food, I looked about, making plans. I would concentrate on the medicinal recipes. I had not been able to brew any medicine since I almost killed myself at the down village, I would need all that I had on hand, and more.It had been two days of staying in bed and enjoying the attention I got from the people. I would have continued if my body didn't protest this morning.I had regained my strength and I dragged myself to the healing tent. It was time to get back to work.The pandemic had stopped for now but only the Goddess knew when another would kick in. The herbs needed to be prepared before that happened.In the quiet of the tent, I kept catching myself, several times, just waiting for the bond to pull tighter in my chest, the exact same way it had done the night when I had realised that I loved him. Yet, it never did. Instead it sat warmly inside of
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