A Healer Hurries Her Herbs, With a Silent H – Elorithryn

“’enry!” Maria called out. “Put your ‘ood up for ‘eaven’s sake.”

“But Ma,” Henry protested.

“People empty their chamber pots this time of night, you don’t want the contents on your ‘ead do you?” Maria glanced at her son.

Henry reluctantly complied.

“And for ‘eaven’s sake keep those ‘erbs covered!”

“Why?” Henry asked though he did as he was told.

“If they get spoiled before I have a chance to ‘eal Lady ‘enrietta,” Maria picked up her pace, forcing her son into a jog, “Then we’ll have worse things to worry about than chamber pots being dumped on our ‘ead!”

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