"Make sure to thoroughly check him for any hidden injuries. He thinks he's being cool by not worrying me, but he's just being foolish," Maxi fretted, hovering over Issac while the healer examined him.
Aldric had thrown them straight into prison after his attack, with Issac bearing the brunt of the assault. With Aldric absconding to the Winter court, taking Zaya the healer with him, Maxi had no choice but to enlist the help of a freelance healer. Convincing the healer to set foot in Aldric's mansion had cost her a great deal.
Every sensible Fae knew better than to approach Aldric's mansion, and with good reason—Aldric harbored no fondness for trespassers, not even for cute, daring children who once dared each other to infiltrate the fortress-like abode, only to emerge with tales of terror. The memory of their escapade still haunted them. Aldric's idea of amusement was far from child's play.
