Chapter Twenty-One
TormentTaya groaned. Over the last day her magic had further receded, channelling almost completely into her daughter. Her health had deteriorated, and with each movement pain tore through her body. Her burning skin was beaded with sweat, whilst chills penetrated her very core. She was exhausted, and whilst she faded in and out of sleep she found no rest. Rarely now did the agony recede, sometimes it was so consuming she was unaware of Stacy's constant presence nearby.
“—cy,” Her voice failed her, but she felt the reassuring pressure of her friend's hand upon hers.
“I'm here,” Stacy comforted before refreshing the cold compress on Taya's forehead. The icy sting of water went unnoticed. It did little to reduce the red flushing of her pale flesh. Stacy chewed on the cu
