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Cassy's eyes swung open and she lunged out of her bed, steaming.

It didn't matter that her head was aching terribly, or that her shoulder stung horribly. She threw the sheets aside and stomped toward the bathroom.

"Luna," Morra said, staring from the corner of her bed where she had been sleeping before Cassy awoke. "You must rest and eat. The physician said you will feel weak for the next few days but--"

"I'm fine," she snapped at Morra as she sprayed water in her face, rinsing it.

The woman fell silent and Cassy looked at her. She wasn't angry at Morra. Why was she snapping the woman who had stayed by her side when Lino had failed her again? "Sorry. I just...i need to...train. Ready my training gear."

A worried look flickered on the woman's face. "You are not well. You should rest. You can train later. The ceremony has been shifted farther to the next seven days. You can--"

"What?" Cassy asked, straightened from the cauldron of water. "Who shifted the