“I’ll heal,” Flavia said, ducking away from his hand, but Dael caught her chin and dragged her close.
“Let me,” he said again. Blue power sparked at his fingertips.
Flavia jumped, but she didn’t pull away, and Dael let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding.
“Everyone heals,” Dael said. And he smiled tentatively. “Maybe some people ought to heal faster.” He pushed the power into her gently, and her eyes fluttered closed.
“Thank you,” she whispered when it was done. Then her eyes opened, and she said, “Have you ever heard the tale of the sleeping king?”
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