Page 76 of Vibing Unity

I nodded and let out a slow breath before putting the rune on me. I couldn’t hear and it was like I was underwater. I focused on the girl after I felt Neldor’s magic flare and he gave me a thumbs up.

I was also glad when he stepped back and out of view. This could get bad, so that would be distracting to see.

He was my mate after all.

I made the purple flame of fae fire and sent up a quick thanks to the gods for letting me do this before reaching for the girl. Magic rushed out of me as I touched her skin, but it was nothing like healing a wing. I ran my hand along her arm and the fire shut itself off without me even doing anything.

So the bone was healed? Auto shutoff?

Seriously, my magic was so cool.

I pulled away and took off the rune to make everything silent before turning to check on Neldor.

“I’m okay, baby doll,” he panted from where he was kneeling. “I’m okay.”

“How bad?” I asked, my voice shaking.

“Worth it.”

“That wasn’t what I fucking asked!” I snapped.

He raised his head and met my gaze. “I’ve endured much worse and it wasn’t to heal. Feed me something nummy and I’m fine, I promise.”

I nodded to the royal healers to check the girl and they were beyond astounded when they were done.

“You did it,” Calarel assured me. “Her bone is—I can’t tell there was ever a trauma. No chip or piece missing even. It’s flawless. Exactly what a ten-year-old girl should have.”

“Can we do her leg?” Neldor asked.

“No,” I snapped, giving him a look to shut up.

“Yes,” the other healers answered, Calarel continuing. “Prince Neldor also transferred the shock or dissociation her body would normally have with this sort of rapid healing. It’s best you do the leg now because there are possible complications with keeping her sedated too long with magic.”

Fuck. Seriously, just… Fuck.

“I’m fine,” Nel promised. “I want those stuffed waffles I got for you and I’m all good.” He frowned. “And probably protein. I want burgers and waffles. That’s weird even for me.”

“You’re probably pregnant,” I snarked.

Everyone there with us tried to curb their need to chuckle, but it was someone in the hallway who burst out laughing. My money was on Onas, but I didn’t care enough to check.

We repeated the process, and the healers confirmed that the little girl’s leg was perfect as well.

“I understand why you don’t want people to know this,” Anya said gently as she extended her arm to me. “Thank you for saving one of mine. It weighs heavily on me to protect them now that I’m in charge.”

I snorted. Yeah, I felt the same every fucking day.

I used magic to lock the knowledge away in her tattoo, glad when it didn’t seem too painful. Or she was so used to it that it didn’t really bother her anymore.

Both?

Neldor looked a bit beat up, and I went over to him and gave him a bit of power along with a healing rune.

“The healing rune didn’t do like anything I’ve experienced even at your power,” he mumbled. “I’m telling you so you have the facts, and I don’t want to keep things from you, not to make you feel bad.”

“I know. Thanks, Nel.” I let out a slow breath. “Can you walk out of here like you didn’t just do what you did?”

He rolled his eyes at me. “Don’t insult me, baby doll. I’ve done way more. Let’s go eat and celebrate your win.”

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