“THERE IS NO such thing as magic.” Xanthene blows up as soon as she finishes listening to us.
She paces back and forth, clearly not amused at all by what the Healers said. The sisters have left the perimeter, just to make sure Xanthene doesn’t think it’s okay to attack them to get answers out of them.
I sit on the bed, swallowing hard against my dry throat. Prime has this deep look on his face, frowning, which makes me crave to touch the lines on his temple and smooth them over. Xanthene clicks her tongue, making me focus back on what was going on.
While Lenora sits next to me, she is being too dramatic for this exchange.
“I don’t understand how they could have said that. Just say they couldn’t feel the baby. That’s it. That’s all. Why lie and make up something like this?”
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