“Try to take it easy for a few hours, will you?” The cleric patted Tom on the washboard abdomen she had just finished fully healing. Tom nodded at her. “I will do my best, but if needs must, I shall always step into danger to protect my comrades.” Her fingers slipped over his now-smooth skin. “So brave…” she whispered, looking up at him with wide eyes. Ahem. Adam reminded her of his presence with a clearing of his throat. She flushed and turned away. Adam was the protégé of the most powerful cleric in the area, Father Richard. No one wanted to alienate him, and taking advantage of your patient
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