Leander

  “Fine, use your essencebinding on the girl, but only to assess the damage. I don’t care if she’s ever able to use it again, as long as it's not horribly deformed. If it is broken, I’ll allow you to set the bones, on the condition that you do so without magic, and that you can manage it in the next hour. Time is a precious commodity, Leander. One that Daelyn has squandered. We must move quickly before word of this reaches the empire. You will not be mending it for her. Some lessons are best learned when they stay with you.” Jasper spat, spittle flying with his fury.

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  I nodded, wishing that I could tear his head off instead.