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Chapter Twenty-Three: Adar

“She’s recovering. She’s going to live,” I said.

Fawna, lying on the sofa in her unconscious state, had drawn in a very deep breath. Then she began breathing heavily, heaving almost. Then her eyelids fluttered, and her hands moved.

Her cheeks went rapidly from chalky to the lightest pink.

I knew, almost intuitively, that she was recovering.

My prayers are being answered.

As this thought went through my mind and I said an inner “Thank you” to the Deity, her eyes opened.

She turned her head to look at me.

“Adara?” she said weakly.

“Yes, yes!” I exclaimed. I turned to Dane, “Fetch the doctor immediately.” I barked out the order to him, but this was no time for etiquette or decorum.

The servant who had brought in our tea tray had been lingering in the corner ever since, and Dane stood up and dispatched him to go upstairs to get the doctor.

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