[IRP] As Firm as a Mountain

[WyvernSlayer]

“Don’t mention it,” said Satsume as he set a tray of porridge and tea on the bedside table. “To tell you the truth, this place needed a bit of redecorating, anyway.” He looked up at the holes in the ceiling. Sunlight poured through the openings, illuminating little flecks of dust in the air. Satsume sat down on the stool beside the bed and stared down at his healed hand. There was a scab over the top where the bolt had entered, but the apothecary’s medicine had gone a long way toward preventing it from looking any worse.

“I just wish I wasn’t the one that had to fix it.”

“You’re damn right you’re gonna fix it!” Satsume rolled his eyes as his father entered the room. “If I had known you were going to cause this much trouble, I’d have left you at the front step with that lass draped over your shoulders!” Satsume flashed a grin at Cecily, to reassure her that his father was speaking in jest.

“It’s not like anyone uses my room anyway, Dad,” Satsume replied. “Just set out a couple buckets to gather rain until you heal up.”

“Or…” His father laid his hand on Satsume’s shoulder. “…or I could just have your sister help you.”

“WHAT?!” came Limstella’s exasperated reply from the kitchen. Satsume’s father laughed and left the room. Satsume could overhear them arguing about the home repairs. He shook his head and turned to Cecily again.

“Now that you’re feeling better, what will you do? Do you mean to stay in Bern, or head back to Laus?”