C22 Chapter 22

CIAN

I got out of bed at exactly six in the evening. The healer had said I could move around, that staying still would only make the poison linger in my muscles longer. I didn’t argue. Lying there thinking about Fia in the dungeons wasn’t going to help anyone.

The shower was hot enough to sting. I stood under the spray and watched the herb-scented water run pink before it cleared