KIRA

The blood work was supposed to be routine.

Final clearance panel, confirmation that the last traces of the compound had left my system. The healer had been running weekly checks for a month and every result had shown steady improvement, each number moving in the right direction, the chelation doing what it was supposed to do. This one was meant to be the last. A formality. Fifteen minutes and done.

I went in the morning before training while Dante was in the council chambers and Lyanna ...