"Welcome back to the land of the living."
Those were the first words Violet heard as her eyes fluttered open. The familiar voice belonged to Adele, the ever-sarcastic healer who seemed to enjoy finding humor in Violet's misfortunes.
"Where am I?" Violet groaned, her head pounding as her vision adjusted. She instinctively reached for the back of her head, wincing slightly at the residual pain.
"Did you also hit your brain in the fight?" Adele quipped, her tone laced with dry humor. "Where do you think you are? If not the infirmary, or did you imagine I'd be treating you in the dormitory like last time? Do you know how expensive it is to hire me for home service? Girl, I'm a healer, and there are literally less than ten of my kind in the entire world." She boasted.
Violet rolled her eyes and shot back, "And yet you choose to extend your honored services to a school full of angry and horny teenagers?"
