Elara's POV
The wound on my side hurt.
Not enough to make me complain.
But enough to remind me of Seraphina every time I moved.
I sat on the edge of the healer's cot while Liam wrapped a clean bandage around my ribs.
"You should have let me heal that."
"I can heal myself."
"You tried."
I looked at him.
"And?"
"And your magic nearly collapsed halfway through."
I glanced down at my hands.
He was right.
The blue glow that usually answered me so easily had been weak since Kade's fever.
Something about his curse drained me differently.
Or perhaps my Grimoire was resisting.
I still didn't understand it.
Liam tied the bandage.
"Done."
"Thank you."
He stood.
"Try not to fight anyone else today."
"I'll make no promises."
He laughed.
Then the door opened.
Kade entered.
His
