Chapter 45

"Does he show any sign of waking?" an old woman asked a young girl who was applying herbs on a body.

"No mother. I wonder who had such hearts to use the dead grass on him" the young girl said with a sigh and stared at the young man her brother had brought up and pleaded they look after.

Her brother had refused to tell them who he was but insisted they take care of him and since her mother was the daughter of a medicine man, she knew the herbs to apply on him.

The girl's eyes remained on the sick man's handsome face. Even in his pale state, he still looked like a war god.

She roamed her eyes all over his body and noticed his fingers slightly move.

She was sure she didn't touch him, meaning he moved his fingers by himself.

"Mother!!!!!" She scream aloud and her mother rushed out of the cottage.

"What is it, Rosan