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Blair
Once the fever started, things went downhill fast. I couldn’t tell the difference between day and night, and I spent most of the time in my bed, sleeping and dreaming—nightmares of monsters attacking the Oren Palace and killing every fae in the Autumn Court.
The healer checked on me every few hours, and one of his assistants came even more often. My parents also came every day, along with Jora, even though I had asked them not to. My mother had practically fainted and her sobs upset me more than helped. I also didn’t like them coming and going when so many people around the palace were in quarantine. Though I knew everyone was being extra careful, this plague was tricky. I would rather they stayed safe in our house, away from the palace.
Maize and Willow also came to visit a c
