Marshside Tryst with a Massage (Fantastical Trysts, #4)

An encounter with a strange beast left me with a new scar that festered with poison. I thought I was doomed to meet an early end when word of a miraculous healer who lived in an isolated marsh reached my ears. So, I ventured forth and found a lone hut nestled within a grove, where I came across a Lizardfolk medicine woman who was the healer in question.

Her name was Rayla, an exile from the Great Marsh where her kind had long lived since the time of the Ancient Wars. She could smell the pois...