Kate: Healing and HopeMature

Later that evening a man appeared, carrying a bag at his side. The guard let him in and he moved cautiously towards me.

"Watch her, she bites." The guard sneered.

I threw him a look and then turned back to the man approaching me.

"Why are you here? Another form of torture?"

"I've been sent to dress your wounds." He replied, placing the bag on the floor and opening it to reveal rolls of bandages and phials of liquids.

I edged back against the wall, staring at him with trepidation. I'd never really liked healers; they knew things, knew how to kill with a simple liquid, and that made me very nervous.

"Who sent you?" I asked as he reached for my foot. 

"Give me your foot. Guard, fetch some hot water. I need to wash her wounds." The guard grumbled but disappeared. "Give me your foot." The healer repeated but I refused. "How am I supposed to do my job if-"

"Who sent you?" I repeated.

"For goodness sake-"

"Healer, enough." From the darkness outside my cell Corin appeared and entered. I shrunk away from him and glared. "When the guard returns he will take you back to your village." The healer bowed and went to retrieve his bag. "You will leave that. I will have them returned to you later."

"But sir..."

"Out." Corin muttered. The guard arrived back at that moment, a bowl of steaming water in his hand. Corin took it from him and then dismissed them both with his previously intended order. Then he turned back to me. "I take it you do not like healers."

I glared at him and turned away. I heard him moving around, the bag moving and phials clinking. Glancing out of the corner of my eye I jumped to see him kneeling in front of me, a cloth in his hand that was dripping with warm water.

"Hold still." He muttered, reaching for my foot. I kicked out at him but he caught me round the ankle and held on tight. "If you hit me it will hurt you. Let me help."

"Help? That's rich. You're the reason-"

"I know." He replied and began to dab the warm cloth to the wounds on my feet. I hissed and tried to move but he held me until both my feet were clean. Then he rubbed some ointment on and began wrapping them in bandages.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked.

"I'd rather you walked out to your execution without help. If the villagers see their beloved Hawk leader is severely hurt they might begin to cause trouble before the hanging."

"Always thinking about your own head huh?" I snapped. My execution? So the Sheriff had finally become bored with the time it was taking to get anything out of me.

"Obviously." He replied sarcastically as he finished bandaging the one foot and began on the other. I stayed silent until he had finished and then, as he packed away, voiced my thoughts.

"When is it?"

He stilled where he crouched and sighed.

"Tomorrow morning." I bit my lip and blinked. Tomorrow morning? So soon. The sun was already setting on this day... "Your friend's will try to save you." He added, and turned to look at me.

I nodded and looked away. Tears were threatening to fall, and I did not want to cry in front of him. I hated him; his arrival here was when things had begun to go down hill.

"Don't cry." He muttered, and I felt him sit next to me.

"I'm not crying." I lied as a hot tear burst from my eye and fell to my cheek. I rubbed it away angrily and turned to glare at him, but someone standing by the cell caught my eye. I started and he turned and did the same before jerking to his feet.

"You!" He cried and I saw it was Norida. She grinned at me then turned a smug smile on Corin.

"Long time, no see, huh?" She mocked him from outside the gate.

"How did you get here?" He asked, stalking towards her, but she pulled the gate shut and removed the key.

"Oops. Guess you're stuck Marshall." She looked over his shoulder at me and winked. "Don't worry Kate, we'll get you out of here."

"Well I'm going to hang tomorrow morning, so it'd best be quick." I said, watching as Corin kicked at the gate and called for guards.

"There are no guards Marshall. I made short work of them." Norida grinned. "Be seeing you both." She disappeared in to the darkness.

I watched as Corin yelled after her and rattled the gate, calling for guards. When he finally gave in and turned to face me I shrugged.

"Looks like you're stuck with me. Maybe the Sheriff will hang you too, for failing him so many times."

"I would not put it past him." Corin muttered. "He's already annoyed that I had someone come to heal your feet. Not that you were grateful anyway." He finished pointedly.

"Oh, I do apologise for being unhappy with the man who burned my feet for pretending he cares." He glared at me darkly and I felt a little part of me shrink inside. "Do not give me that look. You know I am right."

He opened his mouth to speak but the clanking of armour behind him caught his attention.

"Guard! Open this gate." The guard appeared and fumbled for the key that the cell guards always carried on their person. He opened the cell and Corin marched out. "Take the bowl of water and that bag out. Return the bag and its contents to the healer of Plim when your time here is finished. I will check to make sure you have done this." He glanced back at me. "I will collect you tomorrow morning little Hawk." Then he turned on his heel and marched away.

The End

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