FINNI found Magnus in the hallway outside his study, one hand pressed hard against the wall like he needed it to stay standing. His face was pale, almost gray, and a thin line of sweat covered his forehead even though the house was cool."Magnus?" I said, hurrying toward him. "What's wrong?""Nothing," he said quickly, straightening up too fast. "I'm fine. Just tired."I did not believe him for a second. His breathing was too fast, too shallow, and his hand was shaking slightly against the wall. "You don't look fine," I said. "You look like you're about to fall over.""I said I'm fine, Finn," he snapped, sharper than he meant to, and then immediately looked sorry for it. "I have a meeting in ten minutes. I need to go."I watched him walk away, my stomach twisted with worry I did not fully understand. Something was wrong with him, and he clearly did not want me to know what.I found out an hour later, when one of the staff came running through the halls shouting for the doctor. My hea
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