Chapter 22
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Back in the attic room of the hospital, Adelynn checked that she had everything she needed in her rucksack. She packed everything neatly - her father’s book, her gloves, her extra clothes, her box of stones.

When everything was accounted for, she sat down on the cot and stared at the floor. The skin on her right hand itched and she pulled the salve from her rucksack.

Sighing, she scooped some out with her fingers and spread it across the back of her hand. There was half the jar left - maybe enough to last until she got to Enadell. Maybe not.

She wanted to wait for Ryl - wanted to make sure he healed. She felt responsible. But more than that, she felt something she hadn’t felt in a very long time for someone: friendship. She trusted Ryl, which was more than Adelynn had ev...

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