Talan closes the door behind him, and he peers down at me, eyes twinkling with curiosity. “What’s wrong with you?” “Using my powers is painful now, ever since you brutally severed my connection to Cadoc. Now, when I use them, I feel like someone is trying to hack their way out of my head.” “Ever since we first met?” He hooks his finger under my chin, lifting my face to his. He’s examining my face. “Yes.” “Why didn’t you mention it?” He lowers his hand. “Does it matter? You need me to do this, and none of the healers can know about it.”
