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Cindra’s POV Queen Bridget came to a stop just a few feet away from us. Kalinda pulled back slowly and turned around to look at her mother. Her furious presence sent a shiver down my spine. Her eyes were burning and unforgiving, but I felt no fear. I didn’t even feel dread. “My husband,” she announced, her voice clipped, “has returned to his normal temperature. Therefore, I’m here to check on my son.” Silence hung in the air. Kalinda seemed just as tense as I was, and I bit back the words I wanted to say. She hadn’t come to see him all night? She’d been too busy tending to the monster who almost killed him? She should have been here first. Queen Bridget swept past us, entering the infirmary where Helio lay still and vulnerable. Kalinda and I exchanged anxious glances. She wouldn’t do a