#earthrunes

A wry grin. "Noted. Tell me more about Magnus? Claire said...brain damage?"

"Yes" Bachdion says "I'm sorry, it's possible he.. won't be the same. Even with a heatherbalm, we're not sure what... you know, might go wrong"

She blinks. "But....but no. No, that's..." A pause. "Bachdion, what can I do?" Urgent, serious.

"Perhaps it's time to take a lesson from your husband" Bachdion says "Pray. Other than that, I think there is little we can do but wait"

Coradel looks at Bachdion in disbelief. "But...there must be something...a treasure? A quest?" She struggles against the traction. "Let me up."

Delores frowns "You're still very injured and.. Sir Bachdion!"

For the satyr is helping his liege up

"August would want me to help her," Bachdion says

"Thank you. Delores, I'm sorry, you're absolutely right, but I can't just sit here and do nothing." She tries to maneuver the casts, giving her plastered leg a baffled look.

"Get these off me."

"Claire? Help?" A look from the Steward

"Sorry, Steward, she does out rank you." Dame Claire moves to Coradel "Hey.. easy. Look. It's going to be all right. We just got the paper work stolen, it's all set. I 'll wait for Magnus. Bachdion can send you home... and later, he'll send Magnus home after the surgery. See..we let the mortals work THEIR magic, then we work ours. Okay? He's my husband. I got this. You go talk to your husband. Okay?"