fired.”
“She made the choice to forget that her first duty is to the patient. I am Healer Wyfin, by the way.”
“I would greet you properly but…” she shrugged.
“I understand. Come this way and we will soon have you sorted out.”
Fire Fall was on her heels and Walking Darkness was immediately behind them.
“Would you like them in the room? The Guardians, I mean.”
“Certainly. It will not make a difference to me.” She smiled and flexed her right hand.
She sat down in a medical chamber unlike anything she had ever seen. It was more of a spa than cold and sterile than she had anticipated.
“I will need you to put on an exam gown so that I can do a full workup. They are off to the side there behind that curtain.” He smiled brightly and went to wash his hands.
She was less than enthusiastic about the full workup, but she stripped out of her gardening clothing and slid into the gown that tied on the sides. The entire gown was designed to be peeled apart to view her skin and then replaced to hide it again. It wasn’t a bad design as long as you weren’t in a hurry.
With her braid down her back, she tiptoed out in bare feet. Fire Fall and Walking Darkness were watching her, as was Healer Wyfin.
“So, are all medical facilities like this?” She settled on her back with her arms relaxed.
Wyfin shook his head. “Most use machines for diagnostics. I am one of the few contact healers on Irudan. Your injuries as a side effect of your kidnapping gained you today’s appointment.”
He cupped her right hand in his and he smiled. “Not broken, just bruised. Do you always turn this colour?”
“When I have impacted something with unsupported flesh, yes.” She wrinkled her nose.
She held her breath as his fingers slowly stroked her skin and the colour shifted until it was healthy once again. “That wasn’t too bad.”
He grinned and moved his chair around to the other side of the exam bed. “This will be more of a challenge. What cut you?”
Rowen sighed. “In all honesty, the gouge was caused by the tree with the yellow pods. It was so thirsty for minerals that when my arm came into contact with it, it ripped through my skin. I watered it with my blood for a bit, and when the Guardians arrived, the tree tried to apologize by pulling me up and out of harm’s way.”
He was stroking the skin of her inner arm slowly, and each stroke removed another layer of blistering and scarring.
“I was fading in and out when Walking Darkness scooped me out of the tree and Fire Fall cauterized the wound. After that, I passed out. I must have hit my right hand somewhere in between.”
It took twenty minutes to fix her arm, and after ten, she was having a problem. Every soft stroke of his fingers sent spasms through her sex. She wrinkled her nose and squirmed.
He threw her a wink. “Half of one percent of patients have that reaction.”
“It is just the matter of being touched, I think. My body takes everything as foreplay.”
Walking Darkness shifted forward but Fire Fall pulled him back.
The moment that the arm was healed, he began a slow pass over her body, his palms half an inch from her. He found something on her knee and he flipped the gown panel aside to heal the bruise and abrasion she didn’t know she had.
When her front was checked out, he asked her to turn over and he opened the panel of her gown. He hesitated. “Has someone removed your family markings?”
“My what?”
“When you marry here, there is usually a ceremony where you get markings from your husband’s family. You are saying that that didn’t happen?”
“Um, no. My people don’t mark themselves when they marry. They wear a band and that is sufficient.”
The healer nodded. “Right. I just rarely see a woman with skin so smooth and unmarred, and never do I see it in a married woman.”
“Consider today an education, Healer Wyfin.”
“I am doing so, Lady Nakkua.” His voice indicated his smile.
He healed a