A heavy sigh escaped her lips as she sat down at the small dinner table with Fiona and Bella. The Raven, with deep black feathers that shimmered in all shades of purple, sat silently on the backrest of the last free chair, watching the grim group with smart eyes. Ethan was badly injured, and she had done her best to patch him back up with what she had. Bella helped the best she could, but she was no healer. Apparently, cursing someone to survive and healing someone from their injuries were two separate things.
“I would like to say-,” Bella started, looking up through her lashes, “-that I am terribly sorry for leaving you behind. I am sorry.”
“I wasn’t alone,” Lila answered and cast a quick glance at her strange new companion. “He got me to safety in time. Where did you go so fast?”
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