Etain paced back and forth in her study, hands behind her back. So many people of Merlinshire were suffering, dying, and she hated that she could do nothing about it.
No, she amended, she could do something. Not in the line of battle like she longed to, but her presence seemed to brighten the moods of the expiring warriors, and she was getting better at using medicinal herbs. April had taught her much, and because of that, she was able to heal more without using her Elven abilities.
She walked out of the room, her mind set on helping.