Taking Rasler to their long-abandoned room, it'd be obvious it was never used anymore. The bed was bare of the necessary sheets, simply a neatly folded blanket atop it. The curtains were drawn. The room just felt lonely.

Opening the door to the bathroom, she gestured to it. "You should clean the blood and dirt off. I will find a stronger medical aid." That said, she turned to start searching through drawers, wrinkling her nose at the dust inside them. She wouldn't use magicks anymore. She'd become rusty in her time as Queen and wouldn't want to harm him further.