Succumb To Her Power

Nathaniel’s eyes searched Camilla’s face, his brow furrowed in genuine confusion. The morning air was heavy with the scent of the dark green paste smeared across his skin—a sharp, medicinal odor that stung his nostrils. He could feel the cooling sensation of the herbs pulling the heat from his once-throbbing wounds. The fever that had threatened to swallow his consciousness was gone, replaced by a