Elize shot a glare at Laurel so hard that she knew that the sorceress was shivering inside. "On a second thought," she said and looked at Caleb. "I will take that leather skin from you. Laurel had gone out in the wild to collect blood for me. It would be too bad if it went for a waste." What she meant was that she accepted the work of a courtier as the queen and obliged the courtier in the process.
Cool surprise flickered through Caleb as he passed the skin to her again, this time very content that she would drink and feel a little better. They had another few hours before hitting the main road to Yorkshire.
