Laurel came to the door of the sick house, with the two soldiers following behind. She prayed this man they were seeking could help them somehow. She could not help her people without this army, and she loathed feeling so dependant on their strength, but she could do little about it.
She glanced over the cots and beds, and searched for a nurse to direct them to where he was. A small hunched woman approached, and pointed in the direction.
'Where is Lady Jesslyn?' Laurel asked the nurse, still lookin at the beds. 'My word, she is not supposed to be up...where could she be?' Laurel felt a great pang of guilt fill her. She had neglected one who needed her. She gave quick word to Herebrand, and ran out to look for her.
It did not take her long. Laurel had keen eyes in a place she knew so well. When she saw a figure semi-stumbling towards the forest growth, she did not need to think on it. With her own bad leg, it took her longer to tryto catch up to the woman than was expected. 'Jesslyn!' She called out 'Jesslyn please do not do this! I'll explain all to you if you let me catch up to you!'
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