Nasya's POV
"If you wish to reveal your abilities publicly, I won't stop you. And if you choose to save him, I'll stand by your decision. Whatever path you take, you have my support. But—" Her green eyes sharpened with rare intensity, "—I strongly advise against openly declaring yourself as a Healer. During my search for you, I caught wind of disturbing rumors. There are forces actively hunting you, Nasya—rogues among them. Before you extend a healing hand to others, promise me you'll first ensure your own safety."
Looking at Matilda's lowered head and those small wounds on her paws, the numbness deep in my heart softened. The anxiety and confusion of the past few days finally found an outlet in this moment.
"Do you..." My voice cracked as I forced out the vulnerable question. "Do you think this makes me weak? Choosing to help him after everything?"
