Chapter 12 Healers edge
Isla
The healers' tent smells like crushed mint, old blood, and wet wool. I hate it on sight.
Not because of pain. Pain I understand. Pain has rules. It flares, it bites, it settles into the bones and dares you to complain. A healers' tent is worse. It means being laid out and looked at. It means...
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Chapters
1. Chapter 1 Conscription day
2. Chapter 2 Cedric
3. Chapter 3 A friend
4. Chapter 4 The cursed one
5. Chapter 5 What does she want from him?
6. Chapter 6 Ruthless
7. Chapter 7 Ready for sorting
8. Chapter 8 First training
9. Chapter 9 A climb of pain
10. Chapter 10 Green eyes
11. Chapter 11 Observe
12. Chapter 12 Healers edge
13. Chapter 13 Observing
14. Chapter 14 Teaming up
15. Chapter 15 Not all about strenght
16. Chapter 16 Out in the dark
17. Chapter 17 Blood on the ground
18. Chapter 18 Resonable girl
19. Chapter 19 Beautiful little menace
20. Chapter 20 As a team
21. Chapter 21 The stuff of dark fairytale
22. Chapter 22 After curfew
23. Chapter 23 Snow kettle
24. Chapter 24 Very public
25. Chapter 25 A visitor
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