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The late-afternoon sun spilled through the clinic's tall windows, illuminating the rows of glass bottles and bundles of dried herbs hanging from the ceiling. The little bell above the front door chimed sharply. Cassian ducked through the doorway, his enormous wings nearly catching the frame. "Before you say anything," he announced to the healer behind the counter, "it's not as bad as it looks." Blood was running down his forearm. Behind him, Rhysand entered with the leisurely air of someone who had absolutely no intention of helping. His violet eyes swept over the room before settling on Cass…
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✦ The Healer of Velaris ✦ The late-afternoon sun spilled through the clinic's tall windows, illuminating the rows of glass bottles and bundles of dried herbs hanging from the ceiling. The little bell above the front door chimed sharply. Cassian ducked through the doorway, his enormous wings nearly catching the frame. "Before you say anything," he announced to the healer behind the counter, "it's not as bad as it looks." Blood was running down his forearm. Behind him, Rhysand entered with the leisurely air of someone who had absolutely no intention of helping. His violet eyes swept over the room before settling on Cassian's injury. "He's been complaining about it for the better part of an hour," Rhysand explained pleasantly. "I finally told him that if he bled on my furniture, I'd have h…