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Chapter 46: Coming Home

Author: Valencia Robertson
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-12-21 00:40:49

[KAEL]

I found her in the healing wing.

Rhiannon moved between cots with quiet efficiency; her blue dress traded for practical healer's robes. She checked bandages, adjusted pillows, and offered water and comfort in equal measure.

Jace lay on the nearest cot, his chest heavily wrapped. Rhiannon sat beside him; one hand pressed gently over the worst of the wounds.

Her eyes were closed. Concentration creased her forehead.

I watched as she whispered words of healing and peace, her touch soothing and reassuring, though still developing but undeniably powerful. Jace's breathing eased. Color returned to his face.

One thing was certain—Rhiannon's skills as a healer were matched only by her compassion and dedication to those in need.

When Rhiannon finally pulled back, she looked exhausted.

Then she scented me.

Her head snapped around. Those hazel eyes found mine across the room—and everything else disappeared.

I didn't remember crossing the distance. Didn't remember deciding to move.

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