The chamber of the healer was unlike the rest of the estate.The air smelled faintly of crushed herbs and burning incense, a delicate blend that settled the nerves whether one wanted it to or not.Becca sat at the edge of the table, her hands rested lightly on her lap, though her fingers occasionally tightened against the fabric of her dress, betraying the tension beneath her calm exterior.Mira stood close beside her, arms folded, her gaze moving between Becca and the healer with quiet concern.Max leaned against one of the nearby pillars, his posture casual but his eyes alert, watching everything.Eugene stood closest to Becca, his presence firm, protective, his eyes never straying too far from her as the healer worked.“I told you I’m fine,” Becca said softly, glancing up at him.Eugene didn’t look convinced.“You said that before,” he replied.“And I was right before,” she countered gently.Mira gave a small smile.“She does have a point.”Eugene exhaled through his nose, clearly
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