DON’T TRY TO SPEAK YET, IRRISSA,” a familiar voice whispered as her eyes flut- tered open. She couldn’t, even if she wanted to. Her throat chafed like sandpaper and her tongue felt like a foreign object. Her blurry eyes focused on the wildhaired head hovering over her. “Nod if you can understand me,” Elwin instructed. She nodded, surprised by how much energy the simple movement took. “That’s the first good news today.” He smiled, but it didn’t erase the worry in his eyes as he held a small bottle against her lips. “I need you to swallow something for me.” Some of it dribbled across her chin, but she managed to get most of it down. “That’s a good girl.” He wiped her face with a soft cloth and placed a cold compress against her forehead. “Just rest for now, okay?” She nodded again, exh

