Sheila’s POV

The few days that stumbled by I kept to myself in secrecy and with my little knowledge of medicines got my ankle taken care of and about the bleeding it wasn’t a serious injury as it was a direct result of the hit. Few times Tagon tried to come see me I pretended to be fast asleep or led him on that I was hurting and needed more bed rest bidding time till I went back to my slave quarters.

The morning before I left, hurrying back to the slave quarter, I knew my bed and I had picked up my uniform and hurriedly went to the working...