“It feels odd, I’m told.” She dropped my arms. Her eyes glittered bright like stars in the wake of using her magic. I pressed my hands to my chest. “It’s agony.” She laughed, her head tossing back a little. “She’s laughing at my pain,” I said to Ruben. “Been there. Done that.” Her laughter faded and she glared at Ruben before giving me a pat on the bicep. “Don’t worry, Stygorn. You’ll be as good as new in just about four hours.” She jerked open the heavy service door and called back as she walked through, “Send me a report, Ruben.” “Yes, your majesty,” he muttered
