“How did your meeting go?” she asks me.
“The Northern Bastion has a new leader,” I just reply, not wanting to go into details. “Everything will be fine, peace will return.”
A movement at the entrance to the tent makes me turn my head. These men who defended my companion, these men that I can consider as friends, enter to serve themselves a cup of kafae. For the tranquility with my companion, we will pass. On the other hand, this place is still the busiest in the area, so I forgive them willingly.
Svenn follows them, his arm bleeding abundantly. Sarah’s reaction does not delay. She grabs her satchel and faces the giant with the pearly hair and indicates to him the nearest seat of an authoritative sign. Arf! Here is still one who is going to annoy me to envy me, my companion, I am ready to bet it!
Sarah
Nixx hugs me tightly. He doesn't talk about the meeting he attended, but I know he was very tense about it. His short answer, “The Northern Bastion has a new leader,” doesn't really reassure me. But I prefer to wait until he feels ready to provide me with more details if he wishes.
Azarr, Zull, Lokk, Liamm, and Zakk enter the tent and pour themselves a cup of kafae. Nixx makes them a greeting of the head. No need to say, the discussions must have been tense, because they all have closed faces.
An Erian that I have never seen before suddenly enters the tent, following them. He is taller than Nixx and his hair is white and comes to his waist in long silky strands! Sweet Jesus! He is amazing! And what about his red eyes like Tigger's? He must be some kind of albino, except for his golden skin.
My daughter, but what planet did you fall on? All these guys are more beautiful than each other! Well, you still managed to catch the most beautiful of all. But still, the level is really high!
The blood on his beautifully sculpted shoulder immediately catches my attention. I grab my bag and stand in front of him, pointing at the seat in front of me. He raises an eyebrow, giving me an inquisitive look. Then he takes the seat and straddles it, putting his imposing arms on the backrest.
I go over and once again clean the wound and stitch it up. This wound is not deep, although it bled a lot.
The ruby-eyed colossus doesn't flinch, letting me do it. When I finish stitching him up, I take the healing balm and begin to gently apply it to my patient's shoulder.
This time, when Nixx's dull roar sounds, I don't jump. As I continue my task without paying attention to him, the amused look of the stranger fixes on me.
Annoyed, I turn around, take a step toward my tormentor and sticking the jar of balm in his hands, tell him:
“Well, you know what? Go ahead and do it! Finish the job. Gently push it in and when you're done, you put on this bandage here. And then you . . .”
Liamm's laughter interrupts us.
“Ah! He's done the territorial growl to you! You can't say his temper is improving.”
Nixx having found his good manners, decides to make the presentations.
“Kitten, this is Svenn, the new leader of the North Bastion. Svenn, this is my Life Partner, Sarah. Who is also a healer as you can see.”
“Sarah, I am delighted to meet the one whose praises are being sung everywhere. You have made a great impression on our people. And we can understand why.”
Not knowing what to say, I snatch the jar of salve from Nixx's hands and daring him to growl again, I rush to finish bandaging Svenn.
I leave them then and put myself in search of the kitchens. For two days, I have seen some Erians of the camp to propose them a pizza evening. As the rumor about this preparation has already made the tour of the lands, it is with enthusiasm that they helped me to gather all the ingredients to prepare them.
For good measure, I have also concocted a recipe for 'small stuffed Niçois' in the Eriane style. That is to say, with squashes as big as nectarines and about the same color, but with a taste and texture not far from resembling our zucchini.
I also found a tuber that they cook here, boiled, as usual. It reminded me of sweet potatoes, so I immediately thought of bringing some home and trying to make French fries. I'm pretty sure I'll get a satisfactory result with this starchy root. In short, there is a way to reinvent a lot of earthly recipes the Eriane way.
