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Ch 18: The Healing Ward

The moment Astasha had lost consciousness, the pain had ceased in Calder's chest and the panic rose.

"Tasha!" He shook her hand and reached out for her face. It was pale and fragile. "Is she...?" He couldn't bring himself to say the word. If she was... He couldn’t even fathom the things he would do.

Errant focused his energy over her heart. "There is a pulse of life within her still, though it’s faint. Hurry. I cannot help her like this."

Zephyr used his power to help lift her on the air and carry her through the palace, while the older Fire Witch and Errant used theirs to try to hold back the bleeding, and no doubt, the demon.

But Calder refused to let go of her hand.

Finally, they reached the Healing Ward and called for servants to bring fresh linens and warm water.

Astasha was placed gently on a bed, but the sight of the still open wound running down her chest made Calder sick to his stomach. He didn't care what pain it caused him, she needed to be healed.

“For fuck’s sake,
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