LOREN
As Maea began to stir, Loren shook his head. Gently, but insistently, he pushed her back to the ground. "Don't move, please." Despite the polite words and phrasing, it very much came out as a command, with all the authority that came from his upbringing and his position as Grand Healer.
He sent another burst of healing magic through her, continuing to mend her still broken and battered form. For a long while, he was silent, just trying to focus on his spell. Finally, he sighed. "I hope you got what you wanted from this." It came out quietly and honestly a bit sadly, a sudden exhaustion and malaise stealing over him.
He sent another burst of healing magic through her, continuing to mend her still broken and battered form. For a long while, he was silent, just trying to focus on his spell. Finally, he sighed. "I hope you got what you wanted from this." It came out quietly and honestly a bit sadly, a sudden exhaustion and malaise stealing over him.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
