Seraphina
The young woman wanted someone to find her other shoe.
Seraphina looked at the leg being supported between two folded towels.
"Was it left at the work area?"
"Under the timber, I think."
The woman swallowed when Maelis touched the swollen ankle.
"I only bought them last week."
Seraphina had been about to tell her not to worry about it.
Instead, she asked an attendant to add the shoe to the belongings report.
The woman loosened her grip on the sheet.
"It's the left one," she added before the attendant could leave. "With the small buckle."
Seraphina repeated that to be sure she had heard. The woman's face changed when she did, a little of the effort leaving her mouth.
The shoe was ordinary. It belonged to a morning when she had dressed for work and expected to walk home in the same things. Seraphina had almost asked her to stop caring about it because other people in the room had more frightening concerns.
