A couple days passed quite unlike they did before.

Aster was quite aware of every minute that passed this time, thanks to the hole in his leg. Physick Hellena did a wonderful job stitching him up, though no one but Jace could’ve pulled the forsaken thing out without Aster pitching a fit. Only Jace. Now, sewn up and sipping Hellena’s poppyseed tea to help dull the pain, Aster could walk a little more each morning.

Still, it was agony. Not just his wound, but ...