Kieran:
I didn't remember when my legs broke into a run - only that by the time I reached them, Rowan was kneeling on the floor with his arms tightly wrapped around Evaline's unconscious form.
I didn't even have a chance to ask what had happened when he looked up at me. His voice was sharp and urgent as he spoke, "We need to get her to a hospital."
Not the infirmary. A hospital.
His words threw me. "What? The Academy's Healer is more than capable-"
"No!" He snapped, his eyes wide and frantic. "Not the healer. Please, Professor. Just… please trust me. She needs to go to a hospital."
There was a desperation in his tone that made the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. He wasn't just being dramatic, this wasn't panic from someone unfamiliar with medical emergencies. No, this was something else. Something deeper.
