Violette removed the wrap the next morning after breakfast. She carefully tested each area without a question to Sir Leo. She simply lightly felt with closed eyes and an air of quiet concentration as Sir Leo watched her. The tender spots were checked in much the same way. Then she tucked the quilts back around him and smiled.
Violette looked away to gather the medicated bandage removed from his shoulder. "You're well enough to travel, though I will miss you and Cloud terribly." Violette absently bit her lower lip as she turned the bandage over within her hands. "I had forgotten what fun it is to have company," she confessed softly.
Then she stood and moved to turn away.
Sir Leo gently caught her hand. "Violette..."
Violette faced him again, a type of sadness darkening her eyes. "Yes, sir Leo?"
Sir Leo held her gaze... and then he briefly smiled and gave her hand a squeeze. "I have yet to fulfill my promise of a tree, dear lady," he reminded as he released it.
Her smile brightened her expression and erradicated the darkness. "Oh! And you haven't yet seen the bench. I will show you once you bring the tree, I haven't yet finished the border, and then we can plant it together."
"Of course."
Violette brought his clothes from where they hung on the back of the chair and set them across the foot of the bed. "I stitched the holes and removed the stains," she told him as she stepped back to the curtain that separated one room from the other. "You may want to take them to a tailor, though. I didn't have the right thread."
"I am certain it shall do admirably, my lady Violette."
Violette bequeathed upon him a bright smile moments before drawing the curtain.
Sir Leo looked to his clothes and took up the topcoat, holding it tightly between his hands as he stared down at her stitching. He stroked it with a thumb-- Sir Leo cleared his throat and set the clothes aside to throw back the quilts.
Sir Leo dressed in silence beyond the curtain. Likewise did Violette prepare him a lunch, packing it tenderly into a small parcel easily carried within a saddle bag. Then she stared down at it with an odd feeling of... Violette sniffed and picked up the parcel, retrieving a bright smile from the relief at his recovery as she turned from the kitchen and met him at the front door.
Violette presented him the parcel. "Here is lunch, sir Leo, and I've put in a small bit of the herbal lotion for your shoulder. Be sure to put it on before bed. It works better when you're resting."
Sir Leo accepted the items with an oddly serious expression. "Many thanks, my lady," he said softly.
Violette followed beside him to Cloud, momentarily holding the parcel until he had mounted. He tucked the parcel away and then looked down. Sir Leo watched her face in silence.
Violette reached a hand to his leg. "Tread carefully, sir knight," she whispered.
Sir Leo wordlessly covered her hand with his... He urged Cloud back and then away down the path. Violette stepped a little ways after him, following a pull deep within. Then she halted and clasped her hands together as his form vanished from sight.