"That is fair. I would not speak, then." Surya paused. "But can I expect you to be present here tomorrow?"
"If that is my lord's command…"
"It is." Surya cut in before Vidyut could finish.
"Then as you command, my prince." Surya heard the warmth and honesty in Vidyut's voice and felt reassured. "I will now begin the process of healing. You will feel the tingle of the tantra flowing through your nerves, and it will heal quicker if you focus your Mantra."
Surya nodded and closed his eyes. He straightened his back as soon as he felt Vidyut's fingers sweep away his shoulder-length hair and lightly place his palms on his shoulders, feather light. His skin prickled as the palms slowly moved down. The magic from the tantric's fingers was flowing through Surya's skin into his flesh. He sensed the nerves on his back firing as the tantra gushed through them.
