By the time they returned to the Moonshade Realm, night had already fallen.
Lydia was taken back to the stone hall Jared had been staying in. That room had been hers to begin with.
Healers moved in and out without stopping, changing her bandages, feeding her medicine, and channeling ghostly miasma into her.
Alaric kept watch at the bedside, holding his daughter's hand and refusing to leave for even a moment.
Jared was arranged to rest in another stone hall next door. Gwendolyn was in the room on the other side. Only one wall stood between them.
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