Kael
"Liora?"
The attendant pulling the blanket over my feet looked up.
"They're bringing the last two from the receiving station."
"Both?"
"Both."
I tried to sit far enough forward to see the door. The dressing beneath my ribs pulled tight. The attendant put a hand against my shoulder without any surprise in her face.
"If you tear that, I'll have to fetch Maelis again."
I lay back.
The ward had a white ceiling with a brown water mark near the window. I had been looking at it long enough to decide the stain resembled a bent boot. I preferred it to anything I had seen in the lower chamber.
Nothing moved inside it when I looked away.
Across the aisle, Nyx sat on the edge of a bed while an assistant cut the dirty cloth away from her side. She watched every movement of the scissors.
"It's a good coat," she said.
"Then you should have taken it off before getting cut through it."
"I'll remember that."
