The needle slid out of Elaris Veyne's arm, and the healer put a bandage over the small puncture wound."That was the last of it," the healer said, not meeting her eyes. "Now you may rest."Elaris nodded; though her head felt too heavy to even nod."Thank you," she murmured.The healer, an elderly woman named Sela who had healed Elaris so many times they could both not count anymore, did not step back at once. Instead, she tightened the bandage and held Elaris's wrist a little longer than necessary."Elaris," Sela's voice lowered to almost whisper. "This is the third donation this month.""Caedmon needed it.""I know, but—" Sela paused. "This is not the issue. Your body cannot produce more of what he takes from it. You are pale. Your pulse is weak. If you tried standing on your feet now, I would not be surprised if you fell."Elaris offered Sela a small tired smile. "I will not fall.""You say that every time.""And it is true every time." Elaris eased herself off the table, making su
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