Ambrosia POV
I watched Elijah bolt off for the infirmary and I knew without a doubt those within would find safety. I followed the sound of a baby’s cry through hallways until it put in front of what was undoubtedly a nursery door. There, I found a woman, collapsed in the hallway.
I hesitated between her and the baby. One of them was clearly more adept at helping themselves- but one was probably the mother.
A baby needed a mother.
I rushed to the woman and felt for a pulse. It was there- faint, but there. I grabbed her arm and looped it over my shoulder, then hefted her up. The woman let out a groan, then looked up with great effort. “My baby…” she said, voice hoarse from breathing in the smoke. “Please…”
“Already on it,” I replied. I summoned my magic once more, and the debris block
