The Last Light (The Wandering Inn, #5)

by Pirateaba

“She is savable, but there are five patients that will die immediately without my help.” “You would put her life ahead of—” “I do not take sides.” Geneva snapped up at the Centaur, making him back down a step. She looked at the others. “I will save your [Captain] if I can. I will do everything in my power to save her. But I can save other lives first. You will wait with her over there—my assistant will tell you how to keep her stable in the meantime. But you will wait and if you threaten or harm anyone in my camp, I will not help her.” She met the Centaur’s eyes. “I am a [Doctor]. I am on everyone’s side and no one’s side. Do you understand?” He wavered. Geneva walked back into her tent. She saved the Dullahan’s life, failed to save two others who came after him. She saved the rest, and the [Captain]. When it was done, the Centaurs stood around their Captain, who had the strength to actually stand and move, however weakly. Geneva had told her to rest, but the Centaurs were adamant they had to bring her back to their camp. It would not be safe to leave her here, they told Geneva. The son of the [Captain] cantered over to Geneva with Calectus watching warily. He stared down at her, and then awkwardly knelt in front of her. He had tears in his eyes when his mother had walked out of the operating room. “I will remember this.”