NaraMoore ⛩️👻八尺様👻⛩️ at Fedi1. Summoning Moon
#FanFiction #TheApothecaryDiaries
#wss366 #MastoPrompt
Mao pondered the woman she’d just met. There was something very affable about her, windy thoughts and all. What kind of husband or father would let her wander around? For her own safety, they should lock her up before she poisoned herself or turned her brain to barley porridge.
Something this long #carriage trip threatened to do to her. It was a mystery why she had been summoned. One minute she was sorting medical supplies, and the next moment, Dr. Lu told her she had a quarter of an incense stick’s worth of time to prepare for a trip.
They should have inspected the carriage instead of rushing her. Losing a wheel had cost them more time than they had gained by hurrying her.
It was late when the wagon pulled into a dark, ill-kept inn. Even in the dark, Mao could see that the incident that had required traveling to the country was bigger than she’d imagined. A dozen soldiers stood around looking solemn. Her breath caught in her throat. They were Jinshi’s guards. Had he been ambushed, fallen ill, been poisoned?
There was no point in speculating; she would find out soon enough.
Ignoring protocol, Mao jumped out of the carriage, almost running into Basen, who had hurried to meet it.
“Come, you’re late,” he said by way of greeting. She wanted to protest that it wasn’t her fault; instead, she focused on what was important: “What’s going…?”
Basen didn’t let her finish. “Not here. I’ll explain inside.” His voice was tight, and his brow furrowed with worry lines that reminded her of his father’s.
Dodging unsavory objects #mashed into the muddy ground, she struggled to keep up with Basen as he crossed the courtyard. It wasn’t until they reached the door that she could try again. “He’s not dead…?”
Basen cut off again. “Not here, Niangniang. Soon.”
So what did she know? When they called for her, Jinshi couldn’t have been dead yet. No one needs an apothecary for a corpse. The same logic held now. The rush meant he was still alive. But why her? Poison was the only reason she could think of, unless the Moon Prince wished to say something to her before he died. That was an eventuality she wasn’t prepared to deal with, nor was she ready to confront the feelings it aroused.
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