Chamberlain's Struggles

Chapter 6

Some few days later, Kalta brought the newly designed clothes to Wyneth's home for Chamberlain to try on and see if anything needed improvements. She had done as much as she could. The colors that Sil had desired weren't colors that were worn in her village, so it had been a first for her.

The clothing was very light layered.

Chamberlain was glad to see the clothes had been made. He was ready to be dressed in robes again, but when he saw it, though he loved the colors, the layers reminded him of light layers he had worn long ago. Maybe it wasn't as good as what Ekt would make for him, but for now, he had to settle for this.

He had some help getting the clothing on because of his injured hand and arm.

A one layer of robe that had an added cape on the back of it. The cape was black. His main clothing on his body was red. Kalta had left the shirt part mostly sleeveless, as she was seeing his wounded arm.

Chamberlain wished the clothes were a little more like the robes he had back home, but for now, he would stick with these. It was better than nothing.

When she was sure her customer was satisfied, she also gave him a belt to help keep the middle part from being too loose.

"Thank you, Kalta. I will keep the belt for now. I don't think he's ready to wear it yet. The ribs might protest it." Wyneth said.

"That's ok. Whenever he's ready for it." Kalta said. Then she left to go do other clothing orders and repairs.

But as she left, Kalta somehow felt like the Skeksis had been a little disappointed with her work. Well, wherever he was from, she wasn't going to be like the clothes maker from his home. She might be able to make additions later, but at least she had given him something to start with.

Once Sil had all his clothing needs met for right now, Wyneth had another look at his wounds and saw they were doing really well. It had been two weeks now since he was rescued.

"Tomorrow, Chamberlain, I will remove the stitches in your arm and leg. The wounds look healed. For the rest of the day, you can finally go bandage free." Wyneth said.

Sil smiled. He was tired of the bandages. All of his wounds were pretty healed, but his ribs still had a ways to go.

The next day, before Byron went to go tend to the Mounders, he was watching as Wyneth was removing the stitches from the Chamberlain's arm and leg. His left hand was still healing a bit and was doing well.

Chamberlain watched curiously and warily at the same time how the small Gelfling woman was handling his wounds. She would cut a stitch, and then she would gently pull it out. It didn't really hurt at all, but he could feel the pulling.

Once all the stitches were out, the spots where the stitches had been were noticeable, but at least the worst of the wounds were closed. There would be ugly scars, but it was worth it to be alive and well.

"Thanks for taking them out. They were not nice in my skin." Sil said.

"You're welcome. Yes, they can pull at the skin, but it's so worth it to get horrendous wounds closed and you had some of those kinds." Wyneth said.

"So, what do we do now that his injuries are better?" Byron asked.

"Yes, that is a good question. What are you going to do around here? I know your ribs are still injured, but you could still do some light weight work." Wyneth said.

Chamberlain was not accustomed to doing the kind of work that Gelflings did. But he had to find a new way to live his life. Starting here was a good start. He was after all, grateful to these two Gelflings for saving his life. He owed them that.