“ Mother! Mother!” Damon calls out after seeing his mother sitting by the side of her bed, while bayberry dresses a burn wound on her hands.

“ Damon. Why have you left the side of your brother!” She exclaims, having to find him wanton.

“ Oh mother what happened to your hands.” He pants, rushing straight to his mother, crashing on his knees and almost pushing Bayberry away from her duties.

“ Easy! Don’t trample her.” Elwisia slams, countering the over protectiveness of her Son whose palms are wrapped around her in concern. He gazes around him and finds no maid or servant in sight. The reddish wound on the...