Martha approached Eiravyne with a soft, reassuring smile, her touch gentle as she began to assist her.
She brought a basin of warm water infused with soothing herbs, filling the room with a calming scent.
"I'll take care of you, my lady," Martha murmured softly, dipping a soft cloth into the water. "Let's get you cleaned up."
With utmost care, Martha started by wiping Eiravyne's face, the cloth cool against her heated skin.
"There we go," she said soothingly, as she continued to cleanse Eiravyne's neck and shoulders, ensuring each movement was tender and thorough.
Moving with practiced efficiency, Martha helped Eiravyne sit up slightly, supporting her gently.
"Just relax, my lady," she encouraged, her voice a comforting presence.
She proceeded to cleanse Eiravyne's arms and torso, the warm water and gentle strokes of the cloth offering a brief respite from the discomfort.
