"What did you bring?" Zafron asked, his curiosity piqued. His mind raced through possibilities – perhaps some herbal remedy or a poultice for his wounds.
Given his rapid recovery, he couldn't help but feel slightly amused at the thought of needing additional medicine.
Matilda's expression turned serious as she reached into the cloth. "Actually, Zafron, I wanted to ask you about this," she said, her voice careful.
To Zafron's surprise, she pulled out the bracelet that Cassandra had given him. His heart skipped a beat as he recognized it.
"Where did you get that?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.
Matilda's eyes met his, searching. "It fell from your pocket yesterday when we were tending to your wounds. I was wondering... who does it belong to?"
"Oh, that," he said, trying to sound casual. "It's mine. Cassandra gave it to me yesterday as a gift. We went shopping together, you see."
Who’s up for some lemons? XD