"You've been unconscious for three days."
Elaria woke slowly, her body aching in places she didn't know could ache. Saphira sat beside her bed, looking exhausted and relieved in equal measure.
"Three days?" Elaria's voice was rough. "What happened? Is everyone okay?"
"Everyone's fine. The void-touched humans you saved are recovering. Captain Ryver has a broken arm but is already back on duty. Martha has been forcing healing potions down your throat while you slept." Saphira grabbed her hand tightly. "And Draven woke up yesterday. He's been asking about you constantly."
"Where is he?"
"Being examined by healers. He wouldn't let them check him properly until he knew you were awake." Saphira smiled. "He's quite stubborn about you."
"That's my husband."
Saphira helped her sit up. The ro
