VIKTOR'S POV Bianca's throat worked, a panicked look crossing briefly over face.I felt a pang of pity for her, but I held my tongue as she reached out and grabbed Aemond’s arm, as if to hold him back. “Viktor,” she sighed, “you need to let Percival check on you.”“No.”Peering under the cotton sheets, I realized, with relief, that I was still wearing my breeches, even though my shirt was gone. I stood.The room tilted immediately, a wave of dizziness washing through me. For half a second, I thought my legs might give up on me.My vision blurred, and Aemond stepped forward instinctively, but I quickly managed to steady myself There was no pain. Thankfully.Just the tiredness and dizziness, and the throbbing of the bond.“See?” I glanced at the physician, “I don't feel any pain. My body has healed nicely.”“But…” “I’m fine,” I growled at him.Without another word, I walked past them and out of the infirmary.I didn’t stop until I reached my chambers.Our chambers.The door creaked
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