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But I refused to listen to his pessimism. Instead his words “you would need a thousand Healers” seemed to echo in my brain.

A thousand Healers…the magic of a thousand Healers…or maybe just the magic of one Healer magnified a thousand times. Would that work?

I didn’t have a thousand Healers, but I could feel the Power of the entire Court still pumping through my veins. Even though I was no longer at the end of the long chain of hands, the magic I had absorbed from my people lingered inside me.

I looked at the Healer.

“Give me your vein.”

“Excuse me? What?” He grew suddenly pale. “My Queen, I don’t understand!”

“You don’t have to understand—just give me your wrist so I can bite you!” I snapped. “I need your blood—I need to absorb some of your Healing Magic!”

Trembling, the Healer pushed up the arm of his long white robe and held his wrist in front of my face.

I felt a certain distaste in biting anyone I didn’t know and love, but in this case I was willing to make an exception. Baring my fangs, I sank them into the bracelet of veins on the underside of his wrist.

The Healer gasped but didn’t move a muscle as I began to suck. I closed my eyes as the salty flow of blood rushed into my mouth and down my throat. I called to the Healing Magic I felt in his blood—I invited it to enter me—to live in me and make me its host.

And I felt the magic answering my call. A warm flush went through my whole body, infusing me with heat and light and healing energy. I knew instinctively that I had what I needed.

Hastily licking the wound closed, I pushed the Healer’s wrist away. Then I placed one hand on Krynn’s forehead and one on Sel’s and began to push the Healing Magic, bolstered by the power of the many, many Dark Fae who were now my people, into their bodies.

“Heal,” I told the magic. “Heal them—heal the ones I love. Cleanse their systems of the poison…purge all the toxins…make them well and whole again!”

At first I didn’t know if it was working. I kept pouring more and more power and magic into both my guys, but neither of them was moving. Then, suddenly, Sel’s eyes popped open.

“Princess?” he gasped and I saw that his eyes were back to bronze again. Even better, every last bit of the ugly polluted brown was gone.

“Sel!” I exclaimed, keeping my hand on his head. “Are you all right?”

“I don’t fucking know. Feels like someone’s pumping me full of pure energy!” he growled, his big body twitching.

“Oh, sorry.” I took my hand off his forehead, but kept pushing magic into Krynn. “Just give me a minute,” I told Sel. “Let me just?—”

“My lady!” Krynn’s eyes popped open with a gasp. He sat up abruptly and stretched his wings. “They’re healed!” he exclaimed. “Lady Elgiana left them in tatters, but now they’re healed!”

“She healed more than your wings, Krynn,” Sel pointed out, sitting up as well. “You should see your eyes—they’re not brown anymore.”

“Yours aren’t either.” Krynn frowned. “But I thought Lady Elgiana gave us something—some poison.”

“It was bitterworm,” I said grimly. “But you’re both better now—aren’t you?” I asked anxiously.

“Better? I feel like I could fly to the fucking moon,” Sel exclaimed, bounding to his feet. “And I don’t even have wings!”

Krynn got up as well and flapped his wings experimentally.

“I feel…different somehow,” he murmured.

“Different good or different bad?” I asked, giving him a worried look. He appeared to be completely cured—he and Sel both did—but what if I had missed something?

“Different good—I think. Let me concentrate…” He closed his eyes for a moment and when he opened them, there was an incredulous smile on his face. “My Lady,” he said to me. “The Needing…it’s gone!”

“You’re fucking kidding,” Sel said, frowning. “Everyone knows there’s no cure for the Needing. Once you’ve got it, you’re a Needer forever.”

“Not anymore!” The pure joy on Krynn’s face was enough to bring tears to my eyes. “I don’t know how you did it, my Lady, but you drove it out—the parasite that lived inside me is gone!” he told me. Dropping to his knees in front of me, he took both my hands and kissed them. “Thank you! Thank you for healing me!”

“You’re welcome!” I felt tears in my eyes again and yet I was laughing—laughing with relief and joy that my guys were going to be okay. That I had been able to use the Power my people had given me to save them. And still I felt it inside me—it almost seemed that it grew more as I used it rather than dissipating.

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