ZEVRAN ILVANE POV

Camille looked up as I stepped into her room, a smile curving her mouth.

"You finally came. I've been waiting all day. Why did you take so long?"

I ignored her question, stepping close and looking her over.

"How's your wound healing?"

"It feels a lot better than yesterday... I've been swallowing pills after pills since I woke up, but doctor Frieda is such a good—"

I'd heard enough.

"Let's cut to the chase, Camille," I cut in, shoving my hand into my pocket. "You ...