Healing the sick: Success! (event)
Turning an outbuilding into a makeshift clinic, I set to to work directing my servants to bring in the local sick and wounded. The next few days fly by in a blur of blood, viscera and sutures. It's hard and confusing work, with each new patient and set of symptoms a novel mystery and ordeal. I wonder to myself if I'm cut out for this life.
Soon I find myself looking at an empty clinic, the air thick with the smell of blood and illness, the scrubbed floors sticky with viscera and discarded bandages. No doctor can save everyone, but I can take solace in knowing that at least a few lives were spared by my actions here. Frankly, it's a relief to finally go back to court and get out of this place.
We did our best. It's all we can do.