Masina nods.<br/><br/><strong>"Once we are settled, we can prepare the herbs properly. It won't be so hard on your stomach." </strong><br/><br/>She brushed an errant hair from the girls face with the tip of a curled finger.<br/><br/><strong>"Rest now, little milkmaid."</strong><br/><br/>Masina reclined on the bench and watched the girl through nearly lidded eyes.