บท 106: Hangry

Bel staggered out of the inn, exhausted. She had underestimated how many people lived in the village. She was sure she had healed at least a hundred people. Did they all live here? Once she had started, they didn't stop coming, and she had stubbornly kept going.

It wasn't the amount of magic she had expelled but the amount in such a short time. Some of them had only minor illnesses, but one out of ten had something a little more tasking. They had all lined up, waiting their turn.

Vanessa held the door open for her, and she fell forward right into someone's chest. Bel didn't even have the strength to pull herself away.

"I was wondering what was taking forever," Davien's voice spoke clearly in her ears.

"Your Highness," Vanessa cried and dropped to her knees.

"What did you do to my wife?" he asked, looking down at Bel, who was still face-planted on his chest. He gently placed an arm around her to hold her steady.