[ Made for Cassian Rainecourt ]

Alys remained in the tent as long as Akagi had recommended. She left the bandages on her as well, until she said goodbye to the prince and she was left to her own devices in her office. She slowly unbound the cloths wrapping her, exposing some skin that was as flawless as it had been before… but there were spots now across her skin. Uneven tones, patchwork almost in other areas. The worst had been her chest and arms and the left side of her face, at least from what she viewed from the mirror she stood in front of as she removed them. And her dark curls… patches only remained.

Fingers came up to touch the skin, glad that she didn’t find much pain, but she knew she would, probably the longer she remained outside of the healing tent and unwrapped. It was why Akagi had left her with the pain button that he had. But the dark curls, singed and missing in some spots had made angry tears rise to her eyes before she took her shears, one’s she used for cutting herbs and items for potions, and started to cut away at the long pieces that remained. Cutting until it was all short and mostly hiding the uneven spots that were missing hair entirely.

Running a hand over her head, she let out a cuss before she turned to pull on a spare set of clothing that had been brought to her. Training pants, a long sleeved tunic, and pair of boots. Her dark eyes lingering on the scars on the backs of her hands as she tied them… only broken out of her focus when the door to her office was knocked on and someone entered.