01-03-2022, 05:09 PM
Rowena waved her suggestion off as she took a seat at the foot of one of the beds. Her face was drawn slightly in pain, dark circles beginning to appear beneath her eyes. "I trust that you have everything well in hand, Astrid," she said with a little frankness. "I came here of my own need. I was wearing the diadem again and it has caused a mental strain, leading to my head aching. I was hoping you had something that might ease the pain enough for me to sleep?"
Squinting as she looked up at the blonde, Rowena hoped her judgment wasn't misplaced. The woman had shown herself to be quite capable in the past and this wasn't the first time Rowena had consulted her about headaches. She felt dreadfully worthless when her most prized possession was causing her discomfort.
The cure was a simple potion that Rowena often overthought carrying on hand. It would ease the muscles in her neck and head, and slowly get the pain to lessen and cease over time. She had taken it before but not since they had officially moved into the castle so she didn't know if the woman had the potion on hand or if she had to brew up a new batch.
Squinting as she looked up at the blonde, Rowena hoped her judgment wasn't misplaced. The woman had shown herself to be quite capable in the past and this wasn't the first time Rowena had consulted her about headaches. She felt dreadfully worthless when her most prized possession was causing her discomfort.
The cure was a simple potion that Rowena often overthought carrying on hand. It would ease the muscles in her neck and head, and slowly get the pain to lessen and cease over time. She had taken it before but not since they had officially moved into the castle so she didn't know if the woman had the potion on hand or if she had to brew up a new batch.
