The ticklish sensation of healing magic left me as soon as Andrius' palms dropped to his side, along with the glowing water he used.
"You'll be fine," he said with a sigh, shooting a pointed look at Niko, "for now."
Niko lifted an eyebrow, incredulous.
Sara's shoulders drooped. "I'm glad. You had us all worried there, Lily."
I gave her a smile. "I don't feel any different, honestly."
Andrius scoffed. "We'll see about that. You're under monitoring for a few days. That means you won't be participating in the sparring sessions sooner than you had expected."
I groaned, letting the back of my head rest against the headboard. "I'm fine. There's nothing to be worried about."
"The more thickheaded you are, the more I won't let you summon your fires for a while," he said flatly, scribbling at his usual notepad.
I threw up my hands in surrender. "Goddesses, at this point I'm a prisoner rather than a patient."
