Chapter 21
With arms crossed and his bow securely in his grip, Oren looked down at the limp body of Willeim Mason with little to no sympathy. He was the boy who started all the trouble by capturing Nahtaia in the first place. Sure, it also opened the door for him and Nahtaia to be together, but still. He was confident it would have happened with or without their adventure to the elves.
Minister Astoun hovered over the bedraggled boy, arms outstretched. The palms of her hands expelled from them an eerie glow of healing magic. Light curled toward the boy like a tongue of smoke and expanded until his body was enveloped by it. His fingers first twitched, then his arms until his body began to shudder and his breaths were rapid.
Oren shifted his attention to the grandmother, who looked suspic
