An Excerpt From Epilogue To Lenore's Lives

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t didn't matter at the moment that this man's job was to bring her to the place where she very well might lose her mortal life. It left no baring on her mind that if he died, then she could run off. Lenore may practice the arts and she may even have fun tormenting the locals now and then, but in her mind, she wasn't a murderer and leaving Markus here to die was no better than the bandits who had attacked them. The moment that she got the go ahead that he wasn't in pain, Lenore set about working on the bolt tip lodged into his skin. She had been grateful for the help in removing most of his upper armor and clothing, but didn't say much else as she went to work.

Ever so gently, she pressed her index finger into his skin where it was met with the tip. She pressed the skin down to try and expose more of the bolt head and eased it back out of where it entered. She couldn't stop it from ripping a bit more of his skin, but that was the least of her concerns at the moment. She could fix a bit of torn skin. Slowly, Lenore see-sawed the bolt out of Markus' shoulder before it finally easily slid out of the hole it penetrated. A thin line of blood poured from the wound as she tossed the other half of the bolt outside the coach. With the hand that wasn't covered in blood, Lenore reached into her sack and pulled out another …show more content…

"I have a few salves in my bag that you can put on it for the next couple of nights and it should heal up with little to no scarring." Her attention then turned to his side where a gash was red, raw, and still bleeding. Without a second thought, Lenore tore off another good three inch strip of her robe and grabbed a small jar that held what looked to be a dark green ointment. She slathered on a good helping of the ointment onto the strip before she placed the cold patch onto the open gash. "That should tingle for a bit and work slowly to heal you up

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