The Sentinels don't take that sinner from me

a deep frown graced her face as she dressed his wounds carefully with meticulously chewed and mixed poultice.

"you killed a man... for just being there." they had no claim on the area, those woods homing strays just like themselves.

she had nothing else to say to him as she worked. dreven will not die, a chant in her mind. her love stirred a desire to help him, but would it be enough to forgive him?