I kept a stiff upper lip and my distance for the rest of the journey to Eunomia. I would make it on my own without any help from the cruel fiend, I thought... no matter how grueling those last few miles were. Eventually we stepped from the woods and the village lay nestled in the shadow of northern mountains.

Warrick cordially if tensely, waited for me to catch up and I told him flat out if he gave me the name of the town physician, I would see myself tended to. And since I wouldn't be monopolizing his time, he could directly see to whatever prior plans he had cooking before I bungled them with my aches and pains. I was, in short, running. I could neither bear another glimpse of his mouth without hearing it coo the name, Alexxxanndddrraa so sweetly, nor listen to the echo of his sultry pillow talk in my ears.

The Necromancer pointed out he had promised to see me to the healer and he insisted he keep that promise. He also asked me to accompany him to the house of Priam. I suppose I did not protest very hard. My memory gets a little foggy at this point as my body decided it had enough of pain and exertion combined. Warrick was forced to carry - drag me the rest of the way to a lone house overlooking Eunomia but once he had knocked, the beefy oaf swung open the door almost immediately and invited us in.

Warrick put me to bed on a dingy, sweat-stained cot and bid our host to fetch Thanatos, the healer to come quickly. Priam was impatient to 'get down to bizness' but with a stiff nod stepped out into the night and hurried off to find the medicine man.

I was so tired. The lids of my eyes kept closing and I floated on a willow puff of delirium, drifting in and out of what was happening around me. So I could be wrong when I say to you.. that I believe the Necromancer kissed me.

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