Karinthia said. “He’s suffered a great loss.” Her mother’s soft blue eyes filled with tears. Karinthia had never seen Jadar cry and it broke her heart that her mother would suffer so, almost as much as seeing Surlock in this condition. “What can we do?” “We have to cast the circle of power and healing,” Jadar said. “He’s so weak it could kill him.” “If we don’t, he will die for sure.” “And if he returns to us, what will he be like then? He’s lost his lifemate. I’ve seen Symtarians go crazy or die because they’ve lost the one they were meant to be with. Surlock won’t like being brought back.” Jadar fisted her hands. “I’m his mother. I refuse to lose one of my children. We will prepare the circle and may the goddess of all things living grant me his life.” “But—”
