Venice Craven

That was the first time I had cast any magic since being taken into his Majesties custody. And it tired me more than a little. It'll be a good idea if I stay in bed for a little anyways. Taliesin is looking at me with suspicion. In my head I promised him that this would be the last. I had no desire to risk him, or us any more. But yet, I know that I have a habit of attracting trouble like a naked flame attracts the moths.

Lycenth was worse than I had thought. I had been worrying, over the last few days especially after no contact from him. I -had- to get him out of there and for a moment, the potential cost was not a concern. I would work my way around it or arrange something. But something had to be done. Even his pain was worse than this nothing. The pain I can fix, or help fix. His injuries are bad, but I do not doubt the Furys skill in that regard. He came up with my plague cure after all. And as he said, a high price has been paid. High enough to cover the uses of his precious salves and skills.

I'm reading and researching now. The spell that I know to take away the pain and heal very minor wounds is not enough. And I need to find a rune or a way of emphasising one of the runes to increase the potency of the spell. Taliesin is next to me, sleeping and has been for a while.