Exton

Inari is saddened by the sight of Weebits tears. Of course she would want to be bigger, she and Twillon seem devoted to one another...

“Weebit, I am not a healer and I know your time with them was short. I dont think butterfly wings would grow with you. On the other hand, I dont think they would cause you any more pain once the healing process is complete.”

Weebit nods through her tears and hangs her head.

“Mistress Weebit, I would take away what has happened to you if there was any way that I could. I am so sorry this has happened to you...”

Tears fall from Weebits eyes and Inari holds a finger close to comfort her. “Tt..thank you..”

“I think you should visit with the healers again. I know you dont like to be at court, I dont either. But take your time with them and ask all the questions you have. There has to be something they can do to help besides pain medicine. And Weebit...”

She raises her head and her large eyes gaze into Inaris.

“I am fairly certain that the one you care for so deeply for already knows.”

A ghost of a smile starts to appear at the corners of Weebits small mouth.

Inari smiles in return. “I have an old friend, a scholar. I can send a message and see if he knows anything. I would visit myself or take you to him, but I know the queen will not grant any respites until this Morgan is caught and put to death. Oh, I almost forgot...”

Inari goes to her bags and takes out the small bundles of fabrics and trims. She hands them to Twillon as Weebit climbs on Tork and fastens herself in.

“Star offered to help with any sewing projects and she says that Mistress Alise is accomplished with a needle and would be willing to help.”

Weebit and Tork lift off the chair and land on Inaris shoulder. “You are too kind, Ambassador. If you could send the message? I would like as much information as possible, if it isnt too much trouble... I will never forget all you have done for me.”

“It will be no trouble and all is gladly done Weebit, gladly done.”