Aria’s POV......

The moment they came in, the world tilted.

Kael’s arms were slick with blood, and Kaelen—my Kaelen—was looking emotionless and pale. His chest was torn open, the deep gashes raw and gleaming even through the healing paste they smeared over it. The scent of blood and burnt metal filled the hall. My knees gave way.

“Get the healer!” I screamed.

But the healers were already running.

They tried to place Kaelen on the table but something was wrong, he was ...