[Primus] “Carnelia!” I scream repeatedly, my soul aching for her, as I fall. And then land with a crash, hard, firmly set within my body. “Car…arn…” I choke as I vomit half the sea onto a smooth, warm, wooden deck as a firm, but gentle hand pats my back, encouraging the rest of the water, kelp, and other foul things to release from my lungs. “Is he going to recover?” Ona’s familiar snarl demands. Slowly, my eyes open, and I find her standing between me and someone else, her silhouette casting a protective shadow over me. “You promised that…contraption would bring him back.” “It takes time,” My betrayer explains with his slippery words. “The technicians designed this device to resuscitate, not to repair. His body will still need to heal on its own.” “If you tell me to trust the process, I’ll flay you,” Ona curses, glaring at the two of them. “This is not what we agreed to, Atremi. Daughter, you and your mate need to show me results, real results, or so help me…” “Ona,” Daa
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