Journey Past The Black River

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As they rode their horses through the forest path, Esme had quickly gotten the hang of it. She no longer felt the aches she sustained this morning, to the point she could ride a horse with ease. The same thing happened with the whip, and also the itching poison after she had taken the antidote.

Her rapid recovery was unsettling, and it was only logical for her to get suspicious. After all, this wasn't how her body was meant to function. Without a wolf, she was still in the dark about the transformation taking place within her. The first inkling of this change occurred right after she cut her hair, when Vivienne pointed out after her bath that her skin was unscathed, despite being submerged in scalding water.