The Breaking Dawn (The Kingdom Of Mercia Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
Truthfully, she felt nervous about tending to his wounds. Like most women in her village, she knew how to clean and dress a wound. However, the sight of blood had always made her ill, a weakness that irritated her mother no end. She only hoped she would not humiliate herself in front of the prince. At her side, Merwenna carried a basket of healing herbs, unguents and clean strips of linen from the ealdorman’s hall. She had asked Owain to bring her some wine, for cleansing the wound, and awaited his return. Merwenna hovered in the doorway and watched the prince attempt to unlace his leather arm guard with his opposite hand. “Can you help me with this?” he asked finally. “Of course, Milord,” Merwenna knelt down at his side and placed the basket beside her. Then, she reached out and began untying the guard with nimble fingers. “Such formality,” the prince teased. “Call me Dylan when we’re alone.” Merwenna nodded but kept her gaze upon her task. She heard someone enter the tent behind them and looked up to see Owain place a jug of wine next to the basket.
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