Lara felt the sting of pain the moment she saw the reaction in these women's faces. She wanted to try and console Yuriki, but Asha's hurting was all too evident, even if the wound had been clearly reduced thanks to her magic. Lara hoped she could remove the pain from her handmaiden, and even the emotional hurting she had caused these other women.<br/><br/>Before she could say anything at all, though, there was a knock coming from the outside of the tent. She was kneeling by Asha's side, holding her hand lightly. Without being able to see the scar and having forced herself to keep the magic from fully healing the young woman, she didn't know how much of Asha's wounds had actually been healed.<br/><br/>"Everything will be fine" She muttered, leaning closer to Asha to avoid the man who had just walked into the tent from hearing "I'm sure the wounds will heal easily, soon enough"<br/><br/>"But princ..." Asha began to speak, and Larissa swiftly pressed her hand tightly to avoid her from finishing her sentence<br/><br/>"I'm Lara here, Asha. Lara" Larissa urged her handmaiden to nod in agreement before letting go of her. Her words were quiet and almost impossible to hear even by Asha. The idea of being discovered terrified the young princess. Who knew what these barbarians do to her... to them... if they were to find out the truth?<br/><br/>The apothecary approached Asha, and Larissa diligently moved away, allowing them to properly diagnose and heal the pretty servant girl. She held her breath as they spoke about the blood and her current state, and her paleness grew greatly the moment the bandages were removed. Would they discover something was off? Would they discover the truth behind her miraculous healing?<br/><br/>She could only breath again the very moment the apothecary shrugged it off and assured Ahshell -apparently an apprentice of medicine- sometimes people tended to bleed far more than a wound would require. Lara didn't even dare speak before the man left... after all, she wasn't certain how their costums worked. She had never heard the honour to serve and honour met exchange before... there might be many similar requirements to speak to their new masters, and Lara preferred keeping herself out of trouble for now, at the very least.<br/><br/>The meal was brought by another man, maybe a soldier himself as well. Lara had no appetite at all, and though she knew she should eat something to keep her strength upon her, the knot she felt in her stomach stopped her from even attempting to do so.<br/><br/>"You've been here for a few weeks, right?" Lara asked once the man left the tent, staring at the two women with worry in her eyes "How have they treated you? Are they as brutal as the legends claim?"<br/><br/>Carefully, she helped herself to some stew and knelt down next to Asha, helping her take a semi sitting position. She had been served her entire life, and yet it was her time to take care of someone else.<br/><br/>"You should eat a few spoonfuls, Asha. You need to recover your strength... losing blood will weaken you swiftly."