Damien, where are you going?

Damien's POV

Calla brought me to my room and left.

I fought the urge to watch her back as she went, and spoke to the physician instead.

"It's a small cut. There's no need to be this anxious."

The physician blinked. "But Luna said you were badly hurt. At least let me check for a concussion."

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