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Leonora POV
I'm now sitting on a little chair, playing with my fingers and nervously watching the woman I've come to know as Nikolai's mother, Anastasia move around. I stand there watching as she pours various coloured liquids into a huge tub of water, little fluffy things floating on top of the water. Different but pleasant scents emitting from it.
I've been feeling a little nervous since Nikolai slipped away, leaving me cold and alone as I sat in the corner of the room, watching Anastasia work quietly, humming under her breath. Her voice is pleasant against the trickle of water flowing out of a fancy sculpture on the side of the tub, and helps to calm me down slightly.
"Right that should be a good temperature why don't you get undressed and get yourself washed up." Anastasia said now, which puzzled me. Why would I get into that big tub of water? I shiver, knowing that it will be ice cold and uncomfortable. Whenever he wanted the blood and dirt washed off of me he would get people to throw freezing cold buckets of water over my head. So cold it would almost burn. So cold it would hurt my head. So cold I'd lose feeling in certain parts of my body.
When she notices my somewhat worried expression, her face scrunches up in concern. I don't want to go inside. She can't make me. Right?
"Hey it's ok. Trust me. Here." Anastasia continues helping me up as she takes my hands lightly in her soft ones. Her arms coming up to help keep the weight off of my right leg. She takes my hand in hers, lightly dipping them into the large tub. Warmth. It was so hot that I wanted to soak my entire body in it. I move my fingers slightly in the water watching it swirl around them.
"Do you need help getting in?" She stated this while resting her hand on my shoulder. I flinch slightly as he hand comes down on my shoulder before I relax realizing she's not going to do anything. I nod slightly, knowing that the discomfort in my ribs and my leg will prevent me from removing this big shirt. She nods and takes slow steps towards me before turning me around and lifting my shirt over my head. My muscles protesting.
A gasp from behind me causes me to turn my head slightly, seeing her with a mournful expression and her hand covering her mouth as she looks at my back, dropping my dirty dress onto the floor. Anastasia takes a few deep breaths before coming over and assisting me in removing some of the bandages, she said they'd have them re wrapped once I've washed and been 'checked over'. Whatever that means.
Anastasia directs me towards the tub as she assists me in, my right leg screaming in pain as I make my way over. Dipping my toe in I let out a relaxed sigh as the warm water envelopes my legs. I grin as I sit down, loving the sensation of warm water around me, pushing the chill away from my body. The white fluffy things in the water coming up to my shoulders.
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