Ivara's POVThe first thing I felt was something wet and cold dabbing against my skin. First my chest, then my neck, and finally my forehead. It retreated for a moment, only to return and continue dabbing my skin.I stirred, trying to move, but my body felt impossibly weak and burning hot all at once. My body was uncooperative, like it belonged to someone else and I had no control over it.My eyes fluttered open, but everything was blurry. The first thing I made out was a figure—a woman. I blinked hard, trying to focus, but I still couldn't see properly and at the same time, I didn’t feel right. I felt… sick.I forced my heavy arms to move, weakly pushing away the cold cloth on my forehead, and shifted back.Someone spoke, but the words blurred together, so I couldn't make them out. I had no idea what was wrong with me.Strong but gentle hands rested on my shoulders, helping me sit up straighter.I blinked repeatedly until, slowly, the figure in front of me sharpened. It was an older
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