‘Good girl.’ It was one of the voices from before, but now that some of her pain had dulled Tella could add a name. Julian. ‘That should be enough.’ The second voice was lower and more commanding. Dante. Tella’s heart beat even faster. An instant later there was no more blood. The pain was still present but it was dulled to an aching. ‘Find her sister.’ Dante again. ‘Get her into Tella’s room at the palace. I don’t want her to wake up alone.’