Chapter 28 Twenty-seven

• "Elanthia? Are you safe?" Avelyn's voice was faint, laced with exhaustion and worry. She reached out blindly, her fingers curling around Draeven's hand, mistaking him for her friend. "They didn't hurt you, did they?"
• Her eyes barely opened, catching only a blurry silhouette. A soft smile formed on her lips as relief washed over her. "That's good..." she murmured, a quiet chuckle escaping before her eyelids drooped once more, and she slipped back into unconsciousness.
• Draeven stiffened, his heart pounding as her grip on his hand slackened. A sudden rush of panic overtook him, and he shouted, "Where is the physician?!"