Chapter 22
Koragi groaned. The comfort of sleep faded and left her groggy, her mouth dry. Cool air touched her face and she furrowed her brow at the roar of the wind outside clattering windows. The shutters shook on their hinges while water dripped along the window pane. A storm raged outside, pummeling the side of the building.
She stirred and opened her eyes, pressing a hand to her head. Her temples throbbed painfully, blurring her vision. Why had she awoken if it hurt this much?
“Move slowly.”
She squinted at Toport, who knelt next to the bed. “Did you wake me up?” she mumbled. “I feel awful.”
He placed his hand over hers and she looked at it dumbly. His touch was oddly gentle. She looked up at his face curiously, but he didn’t meet her gaze. His eyes wandered over her form, a frow
