The dittany stung even more than she had anticipated and Temperance cried out, fingers gripping the sheets as the sharp pain flared through her body, making her toes curl in her boots as she felt it begin to work its magic. It wasn’t the healer’s fault, she knew that better than most, but she still felt the urge to lash out and may well have done if she could even comprehend the notion of twisting her back and pulling the slashes.

“Do I bloody look alright?” She snapped, before immediately flushing, biting her tongue, annoyed anew but this time she felt quite able to blame Miss Trelawney. Apparently her foul mouth was catching.

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Wonderful set by Lady <3