Zelest’s POV. Something was wrong.I couldn’t name it at first—just a heaviness. A strange pressure in my chest, like the world was tilting on its side, slanted in the worst forms of italicized words. Then came the pain. Dull at first then it grew sharper. A breath caught in my throat before I got swallowed by the darkness.The next time I came by, it wasn’t the same.The ache in my ribs still pulsed, but the darkness had loosened its grip on me. The smell hit me before anything else—bitter roots, dried lavender, crushed mint, unlike our tent. Herbs.This wasn’t our tent. This was the healer’s. I was still on campgrounds. My eyelids felt like lead, but I managed to blink, adjusting to the soft lamplight. My head throbbed, but the world came into focus slowly—there were shelves lined with bottles, and a faint crackling from a small fire nearby.And then there was him. Liam.Slumped beside the bedroll I was laid out on, his head bowed, his fingers wound tightly around my wrist like h
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