The top floor of the southern wing made for an excellent recovery facility, clean and freshly painted in soft whites, blues, and greens. To the young woman the space felt welcoming, it wasn't as stark as it had been in the years prior and much to Saniya's pleasure Uncle Nika had given her unprecedented leave to have the space painted and refurnished. Though his indulgence hadn't earned her any friendship from the previous Lead Surgeon. Knowing that her patients would have a swifter recovery in the cheerful space than they would have in all those beiges and grays made the small conflict slightly more tolerable than it would have been under different circumstances.

Moving slowly checking every detail she tightened the knot in the whit apron she wore over her favorite lavender walking gown, and stopped before the long clean window that at first glance appeared to take up the entire wall. Todays menial activity, she thought with a sigh, was sorting the herbs that had been gathered from the Lead Surgeons medicinal garden. It seamed that since Uncle Nika indulged her, or even because he indulged her, Dr. Rotem had no intention of ever allowing her to work with any actual sick or injured. She was little better than a servant.

Carefully she knew that if she could bide her time, she should would win out, eventually the old man would be out.... or cave in and allow her to work as she'd been trained.

Checking to make certain that her hair was still confined in the unruly braid she had started the day with, she noted that several curls had sprung free from the trappings. Though she didn't bother fixing them... her mother said she looked her best in a disarray, and the loose hair wasn't bothering her yet. That thought in mind she carefully took to sorting out the plants, separating usable from non, root from leaf and flower, prepared for another uneventful afternoon.

And she knew it should have been uneventful, until she heard an unusual commotion from the stairs that had her abandoning the plants and halfway across the infirmary in a few long strides...