Chapter 62: Bryony

The imperial doctor came and was ushered into the room while eunuch Van fussed over me like I was the one who’d been hurt.

I had to listen to him tell me for the one thousandth time how dangerous it was to go out at night and knew it would be some time before I enjoy the pleasure again.

The doctor returned not long after and I made to enter the room.

“I’m sorry Your Majesty but you may not enter this chamber.”

“Why? He was hurt protecting me, out of my way.”

“I don’t know how to tell you this Your Majesty, but he, is a she.”

“What?” I felt the blood drain from my face as I brushed past him and entered the chamber.

There on the bed was the healer, Bryony. The headgear had fallen away from her hair and though the doctor had made her decent there was no mistaking the mounds on her chest beneath the sheet.