[colour=#c76ef0][h2][center]Aurora Halliwell[/center][/h2][/colour]

[colour=#c76ef0]Eye of The Beholder[/colour]
[colour=#c76ef0]Outside the Inn[/colour]

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After she had finished asking her questions, a thick silence surrounded the space as she patiently waited for the man’s response. The stillness stretched on for a few moments before he finally broke it, murmuring that he was fine and that the discomfort was merely a result of a wild dog bite. However, his casual words triggered a flood of memories in Aurora’s mind, dragging her back to the haunting day she discovered her parents’ bodies.

The vivid image of them, lifeless and covered in gruesome wolf bites, swirled through her mind, stripping the colour from her cheeks. She felt her breath quicken, transforming into shallow gasps as an overwhelming tremor coursed through her body. Her heart pounded violently in her chest, each beat a painful reminder of that traumatic experience.

The desire to forget those horrid memories became a desperate plea within her. Amidst that turmoil, Aurora tried to remind herself [colour=#c76ef0][i]Aurora, pull yourself together. This man needs your help.[/i][/colour] She drew a deep breath, wrestling with her emotions as she tried to regain her composure.

Just then, the soothing voices of the princess and her lady-in-waiting broke through the fog of her thoughts. Listening to their gentle conversation with the man seemed to anchor her, stopping the residual tremors and restoring a sense of calm. She concentrated on their words, allowing their supportive banter to ease the anxiety gripping her heart.

When an opportunity arose in their dialogue, she seized the moment, her voice steady and earnest [colour=#c76ef0]“If you won’t allow me to heal you with my magic, please heed the princess’s advice. You need rest”[/colour] She urged, her tone soft yet firm. [colour=#c76ef0]“However, let me at least clean, treat and bandage your wound to prevent any risk of infection.”[/colour]

As she spoke, she quickly opened her canvas bag, revealing an assortment of supplies: rolls of fresh, sterile bandages, clear bottled water, and a small jar of healing balm. Each item was neatly organized, a testament to her preparation and care. She hoped he would see the concern and sincerity in her eyes and allow her to help him.

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