Panel 1: Inside of Maeve's hut. Trystan and Maeve sit cross legged on a dirty rug. Before Trystan is a row of roses. Maeve sits across from Trystan holding a grey rose in her hand, her face hidden behind a hood.

Panel 2: Maeve holds up the rose, it is petrified with the texture of stone.

Panel 3: Trystan reaches out and gently takes the rose statue with her fingers.

Panel 4: In Trystan's hand the rose begins to crack and hiss. Her hand and the rose glow with a bluish light as flecks of stone crumble away, revealing bright red petals.

Panel 5: Trystan now gazes at the pristine red rose with an expression of disinterest.

Panel 6: Maeve claps her hands together, pleased with the results. "Another curse known to you. My, I am quite impressed how strong your healer abilities are for such a young woman"