Tales from the odd side

Madeline held Rosalie a moment longer, then pulled back, resting her hands gently on her friend’s shoulders, her expression firm but warm. You don’t have to think about repaying anything right now, she said softly. All I want is for you and Lucien to feel safe. There’s no need to rush back into work, especially after all you’ve been through. But she could see the resolve in Rosalie’s eyes, the unspoken need to give back, to find some kind of purpose in the middle of her pain.

Madeline nodded, a hint of a smile breaking through her concern. And you don’t need to look far for a wet nurse—I’ve arranged for one already. Elara here is more than willing to help you and Lucien settle in. She gestured to the kind-faced woman standing nearby, who gave Rosalie a warm nod of greeting.

Madeline then considered Rosalie’s request about the old building. The building is still there, and we’ve kept it in decent shape, actually. With a little effort, it could be set up as a proper clinic. We’ve had so many refugees passing through… having a dedicated place for medical care would be a godsend.

She smiled gently, brushing a stray strand of hair from Rosalie’s face. But first things first: let’s get you both settled. You’ll have a suite in the main keep.

@Rosalie Rutherford