The bandages hadnβt gone ignored during their conversation - quite the opposite, really. Itβs one of those things you try not to focus on, but canβt help being drawn to. The Queen had wanted to ask, but refrained. But now that memories were shuffling in her mind, she couldnβt help but stare as it was pointed out.
She definitely didnβt have these bandages beforeβ¦
βOh, Prophetβ¦β There was concern and pity in her voice, and instinctively the Queen made to reach out, her initial reaction to try and heal her. She even attempted, for a moment, but her magic was quickly blocked as it usually did these days, and she was forced to pull her hand back. Likely for the best, at the moment, given there were more pressing matters to focus on.
Taking a breath, she instead stood, and reached a hand out to the prophetess. βLets get moving, then. Was there a method you had in mind in particular, orβ¦?β She bit her lip slightly, recalling that the last time she left herself so open to Prophetβs emotional energy, things didnβt pan out so well. While there wasnβt any guarantee it would happen again, given how the two of them had been at the time, it was still a daunting prospect. Even more so now that she was expecting, making the Queen especially worried.
But it wasnβt like they had many options. She needed to find Ravenel, and Ice King was the only person she knew to start with. After all, there had to be a reason why he didnβt mention the young grey before, right? The possibility that he at least had an idea of where to find her was high, and she couldnβt pass that up.
She just hoped she wouldnβt regret itβ¦
The Prophetess ground her teeth slightly at the pity in the Queenβs voice. Thatβs the last thing she wanted right now--even if the intention was good. She already knew the Queenβs healing wouldnβt work before she even tried. Not only because the Queenβs powers were drained--but also because the Prophetβs anatomy was very complex. Most healing didnβt work on her anyways, especially on her face. She tried desperately not to let her emotions become too bitter-- she wasnβt the focus here, after all.
Β Β Β βΒ Well, I do have a general method. Normally this would be difficult, but my energy is flowing out of my body quite easily right now.β
Noticing the Queenβs hesitation and worrisome expression the Prophetess gave a small smile.
Β Β Β βΒ Thereβs no need to worry, Queen, this will be very easy.β
She reached out her hand and grabbed the Queenβs gingerly, drawing it towards her face and damaged eye. With her free hand she unwrapped the bandage around her head, careful to keep her eyes hidden under her unruly bangs.
Β Β Β βΒ Now donβt be alarmed at what you feel. This energy is quite potent but iβll only lend you a bit. β
She brought the Queenβs hand up so the tips of her fingers just barely hovered over her wound. Direct contact wasnβt even necessary--the Prophetessβ energy nipped at the Queenβs fingers, creating a similar feeling to someone who is holding their hand near a very loud speaker. The Queen would feel the energy flow into her immediately, and at an almost alarmingly fast rate. The Prophetess made sure to keep her hand at a close proximity, but far enough not to completely overwhelm her.Β
