Her nose wrinkled up at his question, and she gave him a little giggle. She nodded before tugging him closer to the jars. “Rak’keli gave us many wonderful gifts to heal with, but… I secretly think it may have been Caiyha or even Bala who decided to make the plants smell as they do. Sickness doesn’t smell good, but the plants cover it. It makes it all a little less miserable.” She pulled a jar from the shelf and held it out to him. “Rose petals from another place… I can’t remember where. Perhaps Syliras. We traded just four days ago... Aren’t they pretty?” |