Standing in front of the mirror and gazing at my painless hands, a feeling of relief slowly replaced the fear tightening my chest as I flexed my fingers one last time, pressing my palms together and twisting my wrists.
The lack of sensation felt like a win for me, no sharp bite of pain, no dull throbbing beneath the skin, and no bone-deep ache that had haunted every movement since the injury.
Instead, warmth and strength pulsed through my hands, like it was there to stay and was steady, almost comforting after a long time of enduring a searing pain.
A slow breath left me, aware that this was new but I didn’t hate it, it felt like a privilege. For the first time since I had arrived at the castle, something about my body did not feel like a burden.
It felt extraordinary, thinking of t
