Chapter 49: Confronting Reality

Something was wrapped around her. Rough, dry, and scaled. She was rocked from side to side.

It felt nice.

Sharp cracking sounds came from her left. Raised voices followed.

“Heal her d**n you!”

“I will not! Her body is too full of essence. There will be no telling what will happen should we attempt to put more.”

Her hair was brushed. A bundle of warmth was placed on her.

“Mialtros is sleeping so peacefully. I hope this noise doesn’t wake her up. She looks downright dreadful.”

“This whole thing is ridiculous Hemertalia. Just drain her of essence until you can heal her. There’s no need for all this shouting. It’s disrupting my creative flow.”

“Eshel that’s not likely to work. Mewl said she drank all our essences. If we disturb whatever balance her body's maintained all this time, it could end up hurting her. I say we await her to wake.”

The air was filled with soft hissing and clicks. Hard bone and soft fur prodded her body.