Arielle's POV
"Holy goddess! What happened, Arielle?!" Riley cried out in shock as the guards and Simon escorted me through the doors of our room.
I have her a little smile and waited until the guards had left before responding to her question.
"I had a little accident but it's fine now." I smiled wryly and winced when my legs touched the ground.
—I must have ripped some tendons, my regeneration ability was slower, since I was supposed to be the blessing the land.
"Be careful with that leg. Put it on the bed, we don't want it to get swollen," Simon instructed as she brought out some medicine and ointment from her small bag.
"Oh, the priestess Simon—" Riley started to say but Simon swapped her long arm in her direction, the motion silencing even I— who was already quiet.
"Apprentice." She whispered with such authority yet so gentle. "I'm not a priestess yet."
She gently massaged my ankle.
