Our ringing silence was answer enough.“I see,” Emma continued. “And I heard you had to save her from a rogue as well. There were two times in that single battle when your safety was at risk because of choices she made. Am I wrong?”“That’s enough,” I snapped.But Evelyn’s voice was quiet when she s
LoganThe scent of antiseptic clung to the canvas walls of the healer's tent and the noise of the healing soldier filled the space endlessly, but it was Evelyn’s presence that grounded me.She sat quietly beside me when she was not out healing others, tending to me among other people, and always ret
I thought I was going to die out there. Alone. Forgotten.Until he came.It was late—moonlight filtering through the trees like silver breath. The camp was asleep, or drunk, or both. I remembered shivering against the post, my eyes swollen from crying, when suddenly, a shadow moved from the treeline
EvelynThe air inside the healer’s tent was thick with the aftermath of so much blood and smoke. The metallic tang of wounded warriors, the low moans of pain, and the muted voices of my fellow medics filled the space like a haunting song. But all I could see—all I could think about—was the man lying
Evelyn didn’t speak again for a while. She stitched my side with practiced hands, her face pale and tight with concentration. Every now and then, her fingers trembled. She wiped at her eyes once when she thought I wasn’t looking.“You’re angry,” I said.She didn’t answer.“You blame me?”“No,” she s
LoganPain rippled through every fiber of my body like wildfire, blooming from the wound in my shoulder. I watched Evelyn’s eyes pop wide, fear flooding her features.The world tilted. Sounds dulled to a low, distant thrum. Then darkness clawed at the edges of my vision, and I dropped to my side, un