Chapter 2.
Fiore
I flinched as another healer was brought into the room. “I said I’m fine! Can you just tell them all to go away?”
I flicked my hand at Nyeer and turned away so I didn’t have to look at the pity on their faces.
I was injured from being held captive for months, and then a battle. Neither were events I should feel pitied for.
“Fiore, they’re only trying to help,” Nyeer said with soft tones that grated on my nerves.
He took a bottle of tonic from one of the healers and drank it down.
Nyeer’s wounds were deeper than mine, but were healing well, thanks to his overall strength and health.
I gestured to him. “You need it more than I do. Drink up.”
Everly grunted as he sat down in a massive armchair. “You’re the one who looks like a skeleton walking, Fiore. How much did th
