Jane’s POV
My body was fine.
As fine as it could be after collapsing in the middle of training. My head was still throbbing faintly, and a dull ache still lingered behind my eyes, but that wasn’t what unsettled me.
It was what I had seen in the castle and everything the girl told me. My name, my mother, my father, including the ritual.
Mira sat beside me, her expression calm but watchful. The empty wooden bowl in her hands told me she had been the one who woke me.
“You were gone for the whole night,” she said gently, as if easing me back into reality. “One of the trainees lost control of their energy during practice, and it accidentally hit you.”
“Hit?” I repeated.
“Yes,” she nodded. “Accidentally,” she added, laying emphasis. “He’s still learning to manage his power.”
That expla
