"Thalassa."

A cautious voice called my name, dragging me back to the surface of consciousness.

Waking up was agony. Pain struck before I even had the strength to open my eyes, flooding every nerve in my body like fire coursing through my veins. A silent scream twisted my lips, but no sound escaped. My senses were dulled, leaving me with nothing but the unbearable burn.

"Silver is still in your blood. Try not to move—it will hurt less that way," a low voice ...