POV: Kaelira
Lucien's footsteps faded down the corridor, then the door clicked shut behind him, and the room settled into a quiet that felt completely different from every quiet I had sat in before.
Ronan looked at the door for a moment, then looked at me, and I looked back at him, but neither of us said anything about what had just passed between him and his brother because neither of us needed to.
By mid-afternoon, Ronan was already arguing with the senior healer.
"I want to walk to the window.”
"Your Majesty, the silver," the healer said.
"Is mostly gone, you said so yourself this morning."
"I said mostly, which means"
"Which means I can walk to the window," he said.
The healer looked at me with the expression of a man searching for reinforcements and I looked back at him with
