Cyran POV
Waking up to Lilia Rolfe Cresta’s face seemed like a beautiful dream. She couldn’t be here! For a second, he looked around, thinking he might see the white walls of the Moon Goddess’ palace.
He’d been completely out and he wondered if he’d died.
“Give me a sign that I’m not dead,” he said in a voice like a sick frog.
SMACK! Lilia slapped him on the thigh, and it stung. He yelped and sat upright.
“You can hit me harder than that,” he teased.
Lilia’s expression was only half menacing. “Don’t tempt me.”
Through the bond, he felt Naomi awaken. Her warm energy wrapped itself around him. “Naomi?” he asked, breathlessly.
Ravyn answered in a soothing voice. “She’s alright. We revived you two with some difficulty.” Her face and voice turned stern. “When we’re back at Sinsworth House, I’m going to teach you how to take potions safely!”
“Yes, please,” Naomi said in an unsteady voice.