The queen collects herself and wipes tears from her eyes. She glances over my way and fire burns in her eyes,
"YOU!"
She grabs my collar and shoves me against the wall. Finding no one else to blame, she takes out her anger on the one person here who she does not 100% trust. I take the beating without complaint, knowing that if I react I will just end up in a worse situation than I am in already.
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I hold the frozen meat to my forehead and wiggle my jaw to see if anything is broken besides my lower arm. Purple finger marks throb on my neck. I sigh at finding...AGAIN...that I have to continue to keep the secret of being a Beny. I finish checking my injuries and reach for the pail on the bedside table. My stomach lurches when my hand makes contact with the sludge. The mucky paste oozes through my hair as I cover up the brilliant blue that grows from my roots.
I walk over to the door separating my room and Jacklen's office and feel her power surge into my body (not taking it from her, but my body replicating it as long as I am standing close to her). Knowledge of how to heal fills my brain and I set to the task of healing my physical wounds. First I start with my arm; I take some of the extra Ash-wood bark (from my hair dye) to keep my arm supported. Then I rip off a strip of my shirt and bind the bark tightly to my arm, grinding my teeth with the pain, but knowing that this is the best thing to do. I then gently push away the orange flower of a potted plant and chew up a couple of its leaves. I spit it out in my hand and rub it on my cuts. The large collection of plants that rest on the windowsil suddenly have meaning. The flowers, that I had not taken much notice to before, have uses for antibiotics, anesthetics, fast bone growth... Healing properties that I hand never even imagined that flora could have. There is no wonder why Jacklen was made the head nurse. I am so tired that I sever the connection with the worried cold woman.
Wait, if she is a Beny, then how is it that she has counteracted the physical markers? Is there a herb for that? I begin to feel like I am invading her privacy and decide to leave it alone.
Feeling much better and knowing that I should get some rest, I crawl back into bed and before I know it, I am out cold.
YOU ARE READING
The Silver Fox
Teen FictionA young girl's life is changed when she is discovered to be a Benizione, a race of people born from normal parents. These people have special powers and are looked down upon by others, especially by King Tuin. Benys also have brightly colored hair...
