Episode 16: The Life & Exploits of Princess Amodini
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Vidyuta proved to be a skilled and methodical physician. He spoke very little, but gave explicit instructions, and expected prompt action.
He also expected the highest level of secrecy regarding the young general’s condition. Satya was told to ask for hot water, clean cloth and other surgical items from Veerata’s personal guards only. They fetched the items from the kitchen, without alerting the mayor’s staff.
She watched Vidyuta’s treatment with keen interest. Although Acharya had given her permission to attend his own surgeries for learning, her studies did not include such procedures.
Vidyuta raised the patient’s antariya, exposing his legs up to the hips. A deep scar was visible on his left thigh. One look at the wound was enough for Satya. She knew the young general had been suffering for a long time.
The wound appeared healed, yet it kept reopening from time to time. It was a wonder that the garment had not soaked red. Vidyuta cleaned the blood with hot water and cloth.
The patient shivered a little. In contrast, his breathing had become easier now. His painful moans had also turned into a low hum. However, his handsome face remained contorted in pain. Sweat still glistened on his forehead.
Vidyuta prepared a balm on the bedside table. The fragrance of dried herbs overshadowed the lingering aroma of the jasmine incense in the room.
Satya picked up a fresh cloth, dipped it in the water basin, and wiped the young general’s forehead. Even through the folds of the wet cloth, she felt a sudden current pass through. She flinched, unprepared for the abrupt revelation. In a single contact with his skin, she’d gained deep knowledge of the wound.
Hiding her astonishment, she asked the doctor. “May I ask how he got injured like this?”
He replied, engrossed in his work, “It was in battle—three years ago.”
“The siege of Amritambu?”
“Have you heard of it?”
“A little.”
“Pass me some more cloth, please!”
Satya complied with the doctor’s orders. When he looked distracted for a moment, she touched her fingertips to the exposed skin on the young general’s wounded thigh. Her touch did not hurt him. Instead, she could feel the answer more clearly now.
Remnants of a powerful fire magic lingered in his flesh and bones. She recognised the power. Memories of her beloved elder sister resurfaced in her mind; an undeniable connection forged in their common bloodline.
It was clear Nandini had fought Veerata. How else could he have received a wound from her powers?
She glanced at the doctor. Dare I ask him? Would he really tell me the truth?
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