It only took a few days of rest before Mina was able to start walking around with help, and a week before she was able to walk around alone. Evander was right, it looked like she was going to have a prominent scar on her upper abdomen. She was sure that the only reason Evander was able to fuss over her more than Egon was that Egon had responsibilities to attend to.
She wrapped herself in a robe and prepared herself mentally for going downstairs to the dining room. She had insisted the night before that she would eat at the table and she would get there herself. She was going to do it, no matter the cost. The door creaked quietly, and she pulled it open to exit her room into the hallway. The stairs were the big challenge. She had only done them once before, and that had been with help. This time, she would do them alone.
"You're supposed to be in the dining room." She smiled when she saw both Evander and Egon at the bottom of the stairs waiting for her.
"Yeah, well, we decided to wait for you here," Egon responded gruffly. A telltale sign he wasn't going to take no for an answer.
"I suppose that's fine." She took the stairs carefully, one at a time, holding onto the ornate railing for dear life. "You'll be waiting a while, though."
"We're patient… well, one of us is," Evanger joked, earning an elbow to the ribs. She tried not to laugh. It was still quite painful to laugh, and that was the last thing she needed, trying to go down the stairs by herself.
"There," She breathed when she finally stepped onto the floor at the bottom of the staircase. "Let's go eat." Her voice was still breathy, but she was ready to continue on her journey.
After breakfast, she had her quick exam with the doctor, and that meant she could finally get dressed. This was something she'd also just started doing for herself. The only thing she couldn't manage was her hair, but Hazel was more than happy to help her with that. She was a sweet girl who really made Mina miss Lantha.
She took the stairs for a second time, but this time she took them alone. Egon and Evander weren't expecting her. Instead of taking them all in one go, she stopped about midway through to rest before finishing the monumental task. Then she headed for the courtyard. She'd decided that she was going to watch Egon train these little princes.
"Hey! Stop that! That's not fair!" Evander yelled, laughing. Apparently, he had been dragged into the training, much to the delight of the boys.
"Boys, there's a lady present." Egon cautioned, and the ruckus immediately stopped.
"Don't mind me. You boys feel free to continue beating my husband." She smiled at Egon and Evander as she sat on the bench.
It turned out that training with young boys looked more like playing. Egon was very lenient and boisterous, and Evander followed suit. She hadn't realized how good Evander had really gotten at swordplay until she saw him with these boys. He was beyond their level, and you could see where he was holding back as they clashed with fake swords over and over. It was fun to watch both men be so adorable with the children.
"I'd like to have a sponge bath today." She said during their mid-day meal. "I'm not used to going so long without bathing. I know I'm a little… less than pleasant smelling."
"I think we can arrange that in the bathhouse," Egon confirmed. "Hazel will be able to help you. I'd rather you not be alone around water just yet."
"Okay," She sighed. He wasn't wrong, she just wanted her privacy back.
Egon set up for her bath before taking Evander to the courtyard for his training. Soap, oils, sponge, robe, and towels, all set out neatly. Hazel waited for her in her undergarments, clearly ready to get wet if necessary.
"Do you want me to wash your hair?" Hazel smiled broadly at her, her eyes practically sparkling.
"I hadn't even thought of that." She admitted.
"It'll be easy. You can just lie down on the floor by the edge with your head here, and I'll use a bowl to rinse your hair." She explained, pointing to the edge of the bath as she spoke.
"Alright, let's do this," she agreed and began getting herself undressed. At first, she sat on the edge, her legs in the pool, and used the sponge first to bathe, then to rinse. Then she did as instructed and laid down on the floor with her head just off the edge. Hazel knelt beside her and began to wash her hair. She hadn't had someone else wash her hair in weeks, and it was delightful. She nearly fell asleep.
After her bath, she was quite tired from the day's exertions and went to collect a man who could help her up the stairs for a nap. She hated interrupting their practice, but she could probably sit and wait if she had to. She expected to see them in the middle of some footwork work but instead, Evander was against the wall. She waited for Egon to release him before speaking, but he did not. They were looking at each other intensely, and Evander was completely flushed.
She smiled a little, thinking Egon had just put him through the ringer, but then she saw it. Egon wasn't holding him against the wall. He was leaning against the wall with one arm, and his other hand was rubbing Evander's hardness through his pants. Mina's breath hitched. It was her turn to watch, she guessed. Egon kissed Evander deeply, pulling at his bottom lip with his teeth as he pulled away. Mina sat down on the bench.
"Don't… don't stop," Evander begged into Egon's shoulder, clutching to his back.
"Are you going to cum for me?" Egon whispered loudly into his ear.
"Yes, just please, don't stop," Evander begged again, pressing into Egon's hand.
Egon reached into Evander's pants and grasped his cock, pulling it out into the afternoon air. He began stroking it gently, tip to base, base to tip, pausing occasionally to rub the tip with his thumb. Evander's knees buckled. She watched as Egon dropped to his knees on the ground. Her eyes widened as he took Evander into his mouth. Evander moaned loudly and closed his eyes. Egon worked him in and out of his mouth over and over, deeper and deeper, holding Evander's hips to keep him from bucking. He was beautiful. They both were.
Evander didn't give up trying to press himself further into Egon's mouth. He grabbed Egon by the head, lacing his hands through his hair, but the fact remained that Egon was stronger than him. He got more desperate as he drew closer to climax, but Egon continued to control the flow. When Evander tipped over the edge into his pleasure, Egon's effort switched from keeping him at bay to holding him up on his feet. Evander moaned as his body shook with the ecstasy she knew from personal experience he was feeling. Egon certainly knew what he was doing.
"Did you enjoy yourself, little queen?" Egon asked her as he helped Evander straighten himself out. Evander was surprised by her presence, but not upset.
"You know, I really did."