[ The men fall silent, heads turning to the now red-faced woman who seems to freeze under the attention, but still finds it in herself somehow to swallow down her nerves and speak.
"T-There's a woman in town who knows her herbs, your grace, just as good as any old maester, she does. She fixed my boy's fever last winter, and a few good others, she did".
One of the men scoffs, while the others look desperate enough to consider it.
"I'll take anything over the old septon and his praying at this point. Lads are suffering enough without his gloom and dronning adding to it". ]
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Date: 2024-07-20 07:28 pm (UTC)"T-There's a woman in town who knows her herbs, your grace, just as good as any old maester, she does. She fixed my boy's fever last winter, and a few good others, she did".
One of the men scoffs, while the others look desperate enough to consider it.
"I'll take anything over the old septon and his praying at this point. Lads are suffering enough without his gloom and dronning adding to it". ]