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Chapter 147

He sat me down on my chair I'd fitted out with cushions myself, leaving me to watch as he went about my clean cabin in his socks, coaxing the embers back to life in the iron stove/fireplace and setting a kettle to boil. He didn't need to ask where everything was, as there were precious few places to hide. He hung up my cloak, replacing it with my quilt, and even went through the effort to tuck it in all about me till only the dirty ends of my skirts and feet stuck out. From there, he pressed his hands on the fabric from my knees down, using his earth magic to pull out the dirt, which he then poured into a bowl to toss outside.

All this, he did in quiet, with a steadfast care that warmed and sped the beat of my heart.

When he got down to my feet, he carefully peeled off the sock around my swollen ankle. His fingers lightly prodded, hesitating when they drew out a hiss from me.