Selene's POVThe healer's hands were cold.He had warned me. He had set out the small cup of warm water beside me on the table. He had taken his rings off. He had washed twice. He had asked me three times whether I was ready.I had said yes three times.Kael was at the window with his back to the room. He had told the healer that if any part of the examination caused me pain, he was to stop immediately. The healer had bowed.Veris set his hand against the inside of my left wrist.He set his other hand on the rejection scar at my collarbone.He closed his eyes.He did not speak for the count of forty.When he opened his eyes, he took his hands off me and stepped back."Sir.""Veris.""I have the analysis.""Tell us both. She is the one in the chair."Veris turned. He came back across the room. He looked at me with the face of a man who had spent forty seconds learning the shape of a thing he had been told existed in books but had not, in thirty-one years of practice, ever read with his
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