Chadstone could feel Dakshana's gaze on him while he checked the mortal girls; her intensity was a good sign. A couple of quick runes sketched and invoked eased their pain; complete healing would give away the game.
He helped the girls to their feet. They smiled gratefully, then turned to Dakshana. She was staring at him. For the first time, Chadstone was paralyzed by indecision. Before, he always chose an unfettered, confident demeanor. He was a prince of the shadow realm, more than a man but less than a god, beautiful, preternatural.
Here, in Dakshana's eyes, he was just a human.
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