#mareneseld

Who: @mareneseld​

With staff numbers lacking over the recent weeks during the night shifts; Andromeda had been forced to leave her green house behind for the odd shift to tend to patients. While she treated everyone with an equally kind disposition; it was always those that she was treating that had choice words to share. Both to her face and to other patients and healers whilst she was not present. Having left the room to gather a plant to make a potion from, Andromeda had caught her name once again coming from her patience’s room all with colourful words to join. Misused words were always spoken about Andromeda Black; all of which she was akin to. Whispers of who she was, who she appeared to be or should be had haunted her like shadows all of her life. Really should she be so disheartened that the jaded words followed her even long after her demise from the Black name? 

Silently turning away from the door to leave, the witch was admit trying to block away heinous words when she bumped into Maren. “Oh- Maren- forgive me..” The witch spoke as she steadied herself and the plants that were in her hands. “Fine.. yes truly thank you. Merely listening to something that is not prevy to my ears. Forgive me, if you’ll excuse me- I believe my presence is not welcomed within this particular ward. If you would be so kind as to assist Miss Selwyn with her needs then I will gladly depart.”