Ander was sure of it when he awakened to sunlight streaming through his window and realized no one had come to get him out of bed at the usual time. He stretched, hands banging against the wall at the head of his bed, and felt his muscles welcome the motion. Sitting up, he saw a plain brown tunic...
He wanted to go work off his misery in the ring, but couldn’t move either arm well enough to even take a few jabs at a practice dummy. After Kirian left, he found himself drinking wine in his chair by the window until he could no longer feel the pain in his arms or in his heart. When Chiss came t...