The spring was enclosed, very much like Conaan's bath house, just that it was a little smaller, and lacked a roof. Eleanor went first, and a female servant helped her get out of the dress she had come in. She then gave her a smaller dress, then a robe to cover it. Her hair was put up in a ponytail too.

She swallowed as she pulled the robe around her. She was barefoot as she walked slowly to the spring, then stopped by the edge, enjoying the many different scents and the light heat.

"Leave us."

She turned to the entrance, and Conaan was standing by it, one hand holding...