Aina's POV I'm at his side before he fully hits the floor, Mara already running through the door behind me, her healer's instincts faster than conscious thought, years of training carrying her forward before fear can slow her down."Help me," I say, pressing my fingers against his throat, searching for a pulse that feels weaker than it should, thready and uneven beneath my own trembling hands.Mara kneels beside me, pulling his eyelid back, checking his tongue, moving through a rapid assessment I don't fully understand but recognize as practiced and urgent, every motion deliberate despite the speed behind it."He's been poisoned," she says grimly."Will he live?""Barely, if we act now. Whoever did this wasn't trying to kill him outright." Her jaw tightens as she works, pulling vials from the pouch at her hip, uncorking one with fingers that move faster than I've ever seen from her before. "They wanted it to look natural. Slow. The kind of thing an old man's heart simply gives out fr
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