When the doctor turned to her she wanted to run back to her room and hide under the covers as if she were a little girl again. The look in his eyes said he was not right in the head at all, "Well, well, We got ourselves a loud mouth. And what's your name, little darling?" He moved closer to her making her want to move away but instead she went for defiance, â€œIf you have not heard it already then you must be deft. He then went on to inspect her face which had her just barely resisting the urge to spit at him. "Well, your face is pretty scuffed, and your injuries are minor at best." Then he began putting some foul smelling salve on her wounds which made her want to gag, â€œAnd here I thought you were a girly girl. So, Darling, Where you from? What brought you to this hole of shit. Certainly you should be playing in the forest..." She glared at him as he asked her questions as though he cared, â€œI donâ€™t think that it is all that important to you.â€<br/><br/>"Tsk. Tsk, you should have come to me yesterday... It would be a hell of lot less painfulâ€¦" At that she stiffened, â€œWait what does that meâ€¦ â€œShe didnâ€™t even get to finish her sentence before he cut into one of her wounds making her shout. If the guards had not held her down she would have decked him, â€œA little warning would have been nice.â€ She growled through gritted teeth as her body shook lightly from the pain, but at least whatever he put on the wound made it feel better. What did not make her feel well though was the fact that she could not feel her legs. She did her best not to panic.<br/><br/>"Now, For the leg... I guess you can tell from your team mate, that this is really going to hurt. No use sugar coating it for you..." The moment he mentioned her leg she wanted to do anything to make him leave it in but without warning he ripped the arrow out. She shrieked in pain as the arrow head was pulled back through her leg, â€œYou sick fuck you could have at least broken of the fucking spear head!â€ Tears were streaming down her face from the pain but hatred shined darkly in her eyes. Her hands balled into fists and the shaking of her body was both from pain and the urge to gouge the manâ€™s eyes out. "There we go, it's gone. No more need to cry, little one." The moment she had feeling back in her legs she attempted to lunge only to be held back by the guards. She made sure to claw at their unprotected hands and struggle until it took two others to hold her down, â€œAlright! Alright you fucking dogs Iâ€™m fine. I wonâ€™t struggle anymore.â€ She let out an angry puff of air as two of the men finally let her go but stayed nearby.  Once she had calmed down he offered her the same thing he had given to Theraida, "Now, this is my special concoction, Perfect for your wounds. They will be healing within hours, instead of days. It basically boosts your blood cells to work extra hard, and acts as a pain relief as well. Though... you might feel a slight tickle in the back of your throat, nothing serious." The look on his face screamed for her not to drink it but she really had no choice, â€œI almost wish this would kill me.â€ She mumbled before gulping the whole thing downâ€¦ and then wishing she had not. She gagged and almost threw it up but managed to hold the horrible stuff down, â€œWhat the hell was that stuff.â€ She croaked as she tried her best to keep the junk in her stomach.<br/><br/>Though it seemed that her â€˜treatmentâ€™ was done after her leg was patched and the guards tossed her into a room, â€œKind of a gift from King Roark since you two work so well together.â€ The door slammed shut leaving Fay a little confused until she turned to see Theraida and all his glory, â€œOh godsâ€¦â€ Her eyes widened before her face turned beat red and she instantly covered them, â€œPlease by the gods put some clothes on!â€ Even her ears were red in her embarrassment, â€œThose fucking guards! I am so going to kill you ass holes!â€ She shouted at the door and heard the muffled sounds of laughter.