(BLUE'S POV)
Henry drew a shaky breath, his shoulders trembling. "What... what do I need to do?"
"Lie back down," I instructed gently. "Close your eyes. Focus on your breathing. Haelorian said we need to complete the ritual—and I think that means we need to let the blood do its work."
Henry nodded, tears still streaming down his face. He lay back against the table, his chest rising and falling with shallow breaths, his entire body trembling with fear and exhaustion. I saw him reach out blindly, searching for Haelorian's hand, and something in my chest tightened when his fingers found only empty air.
"Please," Henry whispered, his voice barely audible. "Please come back to me."
The next few moments were chaos.
