Vella laid on the bed next to her mother while they talked quietly, hoping their voices would reach her. Clovis shook his head, honestly at a loss. All they could do was wait.
Mordrin moved first when there was a knock at the door. Standing and pulling it open he was surprised to see Her standing there. His eyes met this golden tones and he smiled softly, realizing exactly who the Warrioress was.
"Kyera ShadeMoon, it has been a long time, my dear girl." he greeted with a tired smile and welcomed her into the room. Vella perked up sitting up to glance at the door, catching sight of the woman she had only heard of. "Sorry to hear about your brothers. They will forever be missed."
Kyera nodded and curtsied to Mordrin, bearing the back of her neck to him. Mordrin nodded at her respectfully as he motioned her past. "Vella, Love, this is my Friend Kyera from the Bazaar." he introduced and Vella nodded, trying to smile but the weight of the hour too heavy on her.
"Princess Vella, please stay seated. You are in a fragile state. I can work around you." Kyera told her instantly reassuring the princess. Vella nodded gratefully and settled back against the pillows. It was hard to get comfortable with the baby now a days.
"Lady Kyera, you made it. I just sent a messenger to find you." Clovis decided to ask how they knew each other later. Now was not the time.
"Yes, well someone sent the fastest messenger I know to sniff me out. I came back as swift as I could." Kyera replied setting her cloak on the chair. Raina tugged her hand toward the bed. "May I?" Kyera asked motioning to the Empress still motionless in the bed.
"Yes of course." Clovis agreed and backed off to give her space. Kyera began a through investigation while he explained what had happened. Untying the gown, Kyera found the place the wound had been and frowned deeply.
It was a perfect circle now that it had healed. The size had shrunk down to less than a pearl but was still visible. Even the stitches did not hold the flesh closed. Something caught her eye and she turned to Vella.
"I need you and the Princess to go take a nap at the Dancing Wind Palace please." Kyera spoke calmly and softly before looking at Mordrin. "please take your wife and the Princess out. I am certain I can handle this." Kyera's words were met with compliance as he picked up Raina and took his wife's hand.
"Is everything alright?" Clovis asked anxiously. This was the first time anyone had been asked to leave. Kyera waited for the door to close to answer.
"Well it's good and bad news. Bad news is there is likely a bit of internal damage that I won't be able to undo, good news is I should be able to save her life." Kyera responded as she took a thin blade out of her bag. She dipped it into the fire flame for several seconds while he watched in awe. This was a side of folk medicine he had never seen before.
"I will take it, as long as she wakes up." he replied, almost too earnestly. This was the first good news they had heard. He knew he should question it, but he didn't want to. Not when the verdict was positive for once.
She sliced through the thin strands of thread that held the whole shut. It opened a bit and a soft odor emitted from her hip. Water filled the wound and rinsed out black and red sludge. The rancid smell was enough to make both Kyera and the prince gag. A set of silver pins were then extracted from her kit.
"This next bit, I need you to stay still for. If I lose concentration I could puncture a bowel or a blood vein." Kyera warned him holding a silver pin in her hand. Shadow magic poured from her as she slowly inserted the needle it into the whole. The shadows swarmed around The Empress's body holding her still as Kyera's needle sunk deeper into her body.