Chapter 33 WHAT HOME FEELS LIKE

Drakarys Pov

Twenty minutes earlier,

I bit down on a folded cloth as Hodric pressed the crushed herbs against my ribs.

Pain shot through my side.

“Does it hurt?” he asked.

I shot him a glare.

Hodric sighed. "Right. Stupid question."

He continued examining my side, his brows drawing together w...

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