The taste of the herb wasn't as bad as Rose had braced herself for. It almost tasted like nothing, except for the metallic tang that came from boiled water. There was a minty fragrance, but she couldn't really taste it. Edna pulled the cup away from her face when she finished drinking.
"Thank you," she whispered and laid back on the bed. Sitting up had been too much for her.
Edna nodded and pulled away, placing the cup back on the tray, which sat on the table a few feet away from the bed.
"It will take a while for the herbs to kick in, but you should feel better once they do," Paul said. As he spoke, he rummaged through his bag before carefully putting the items back and sealing it shut.
He turned to Edna. "Get her something to eat, and at noon give her some of the herbs again. It will ease the pain. Send for me if something comes up, but for now, I don't think I have to see you until evening," he finished, directing the last part to Rose.
