grind her teeth, knowing how young Elide had
been, how unbearably painful it was—
knowing that her very uncle had done this to
her.
“What’s wrong?” Elide breathed.
“Nothing—I mean, beyond what you
already know.”
Such cruelty. Such terrible, unforgivable
cruelty.
Yrene coiled her magic back into herself,
but kept her hands on Elide’s ankle. “This
injury would require weeks of work to repair,
and with our current circumstances, I don’t
think either of us can undergo it.” Elide
nodded. “But if we survive this war, I can help
you, if you wish.”
“What would it entail?”
“There are two roads,” Yrene said, letting
some of her magic seep into Elide’s leg,
soothing the aching muscles, the spots where
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