They sat in silence for a moment. The air was heavy with the scent of herbs and candle wax. Alexander shifted slightly in his sleep, a quiet sound escaping his lips.
Faye’s eyes shifted to him immediately. “He’s breathing fine now,” she whispered. “That’s all that matters.”
Edna nodded slowly, though her expression was still clouded. “Yes, of course,” she said softly. “But remember my words, Faye. This power—whatever it is—doesn’t come from any known healing. You reached into the void tonight. Be grateful that the void didn’t reach back, and be careful.”
She rose to her feet, brushed a hand over Faye’s hair, and said quietly, “Go get some rest, child. I’ll watch over him.”
“I want to stay by his side. I want to be here when he wakes up,” Faye said.
Edna smiled and nodded. “That’s fine
