Chapitre 58: Chapter 58: Faith, Part 3

He woke with a start to darkness, and dropped back down with a groan. His head spun a bit, but it was a far cry from the overwhelming dizziness that had plagued him after his flight.

Mercy of the Great Dragon, he'd flown. He'd never be able to do it again. But he'd managed it long enough to save Binhadi.

Thoughts of Binhadi spiked his fear. Cemal threw back the blankets and climbed out of bed. Cold air washed over his naked body and he hurriedly pulled on the heavy dressing robe draped over the foot of the bed. He threw a few logs on the fire to build it back up, a pang in his chest as he remembered all the times Sule had managed their campfires and the fires in their inn rooms. They'd taken Sule's abilities for granted the same way they'd taken Mahzan's. Too easy to get used to something, too easy to forget that something given was something that could be taken away.