I do not know if this letter will ever reach you, my beloved. I know that you are doing everything you can to come back to me. And I know that the forces arrayed against you must be strong indeed. But Voran, my love, I do not know how much longer I can hold on. I lost my body on the night of the Fall. I can hardly feel it any more. I fear my mind will be next. They say that you have become a Healer. Come to me, my love. Heal me. I need you.
—From an unsent letter found in the apartments of Darina Sabíana of Vasyllia
CHAPTER SIX
The Darina of VasylliaThe first night, the cycle of cold and hot repeated five times. The second night, the cycle repeated six times. By the fifth day, Llun had trouble distinguishing day from night. It may have been a month, it may have been a year. The fever in
