Chapter 11:The Injured(Ignas' POV)Morning light, flecked and gold, worked its way through the trees but brought little serenity in its wake. My hands moved automatically, crushing herbs into a fine paste, yet my mind was far from the healer's camp; it was with him.Leo.Even the sound of his name could twist my stomach, though I wasn't sure if it was anger or something altogether different. My lips still tingled, faintly, from the kiss we'd shared or rather, the kiss he'd stolen.That my body had betrayed me, hadn't pulled away immediately, had let me feel… something, was something I truly hated."Darn it," I growled under my breath, crushing the herbs harder than necessary."Careful," a voice said behind me. "You'll grind that into dust if you're not careful."I turned to find Tessa, one of the other healers, standing with an impish grin on her face.She was younger than me, barely eighteen, but sharp-tongued and quick-witted, which placed her years ahead. She was also one of the few p
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