“Mm…”
The dull ache and ringing in her head left Elin Slate unable to make a sound for a moment. She could hear Fia’s words and understand them, but couldn’t respond. It was both a brief after-effect of the “mental shock” she’d taken and a sign that her control over her body had weakened under the erosion of the Darkborn disease.
Fia, who had read the crown princess’s notes, understood this as well. She reached a hand out to Elin Slate and pulled her up from where she was lying face-down on the floor.
Because the treatment just now...
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