Chapter 29 - Beautiful Gifts
His wings were in a terrible state.
Ripped apart at the edges and bleeding.
They seemed to slack, droop further to the ground than they should— they looked nothing like she had ever seen them look before.
“They are there,” she managed to say, her breath sharp and loud. “All we need is some healing herbs.”
His laughter dragged, rage boiling in his voice. “I will never be able to fly again.” Then abruptly, he shouted. “WHAT KIND OF KING—”
Horror washed over his face and the rage in his eyes disappeared.
“Nightshade, You idiot!”
He stood up abruptly, pulling her by her wrist.
“How dare you let yourself get hurt like this? Are you stupid?”
She frowned and yanked her wrist away from him.
“I’m alright!”
He grabbed her wrist once again.
“You are bleeding too much to be alright.”
He said it like she was a ghastly sight but that wasn't how she felt at all. In fact, she felt like she had hardly sustained any injury, she felt very alright.