THE DOOR
The city’s wards would remain strong, and the sisters of the Vanguard would not have to bleed their own fragile magic into the roots today.
A heavy iron latch clacked loudly from the other side.
The massive doors groaned inward, revealing the dim, blood-scented interior of the Containment Quarters.
Kesi, the healer with the kind amber eyes, stepped out into the corridor. She did not look like the serene, gentle woman who had offered Mwajuma the sweet Sun-Plum nectar in the Silk Beds. She looked utterly exhausted. Her pale green robes were stained with dark, almost black ichor, and the skin around her eyes was drawn and pale. She carried a heavy, iridescent metal basin filled with thick, glow
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