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[blindingglory]

At last. The healers have told me that I should be out of this ridiculous quarantine by the end of the week. They ought to let me out sooner than that, and I have told them as much, but not a single one of them will listen. They insist that it must wait until the end of the week, and even then, that they must be sure I am ready to emerge back into pleasant society.

I dislike being at the whims of baseborn peasants, whatever they may claim to know about medicine. It is all lies, regardless, every word.