Evaline:
"ROWAN!"
His name tore out of my throat.
My chair screeched loudly against the floor as I jumped to my feet, my heart slamming violently against my ribs. My eyes were glued to him, my mind racing through a thousand possibilities all at once.
"What did you just do?!" I demanded.
Rowan looked… completely calm.
Too calm.
He swallowed once and lightly tapped his chest.
"Well," he said casually, "it's definitely not stuck in my throat."
My hands trembled as I stepped closer to him.
"You idiot!" I snapped. "That was an experimental pill! I haven't tested it yet!"
He shrugged.
"Now you have."
"That's not funny!"
My healing power surged forward instinctively, spilling out of me in warm golden waves as I scanned his body. My magic wrapped around him, searching for anything wrong - pill backlash, energy instability, anything.
At first, everything seemed normal.
Too normal.
Then suddenly... he swayed.
My breath hitched.
