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when he was injured.
    She could do this.
    She just needed to focus on the injured around her. On the needs of each one.
    “I need someone to carry the wounded!” She yelled as loud as she could.
    “I’m here!” Her brother Thadd yanked her closer. She hadn’t known he was anywhere near there. “Bron, get inside! Get out of the fighting, you will do more good inside!”
    “I will! Just get the wounded into the dining hall! We can set up there!”
    It was what Kindara had done in Relaklonos when the Rhacshas had attacked there, hadn’t she? Set up in the main dining hall; she could do this. She could.
    Someone lifted the Dardaptoan off the ground. She stumbled toward the next body.
    It wasn’t Dardaptoan. It was warrior, and he wore a medallion similar to Koios. But it wasn’t him, thank the Goddess. Her Rajni was still wherever Nalik had taken him.
    This warrior still lived, and he was trying to say something in a language Bronwen did not understand. He pulled her tight to his chest as someone else shouted near her head. The sound of swords clashing within inches of her had her screaming.
    Thadd was there again, and Eaudne. They pulled her to her feet and dragged her toward the edge of the fighting.
    Her brother was saying something, cursing at her for her carelessness.
    She tried to explain that it wasn’t carelessness, that she had just somehow ended up there in the midst of everything.
    She was a healer, and people were dying. What else was she supposed to do?
    Eaudne seemed to understand. “You stay next to me here. Gara, Min, and Kol—these three will assist you! And I will be nearby!”
    Bronwen nodded, already feeling the injured souls calling out to her.
    There was so much work to be done, and so few people to do it.
    Every one of the healers counted. Could make a difference.
    Including her.
    It was what Kindara and Thadd had trained her to do.
    It was what her gift demanded.
    “I’m ready!”

    Chapter 9
     
     
     
    HIS screams of frustration and anger echoed around him as he felt a hand yanking his soul free of his   gamata’s   body. The dark cavern where the Laquazzeana waited reformed around him. And he could see it, this time.
    Koios fell to his knees before her. “I did not know.”
    “She cannot bear to speak of it.”
    “I need to know. Did he rape her?” If he had, Koios would personally watch as the male was castrated before being flayed to death. Ramorakin’s fate was sealed; as soon as Koios could order it done, it would be. But how that man would suffer before his death was dependent on the Laquazzeana’s answer.
    “I know your thoughts. Do you think your healer girl would wish such treatment on anyone, even Ramorakin?”
    Koios did not care. “It will be done. She does not have to be present. It   will   be done, and I shall be the one to do it.”
    “If your brother does not do it first.”
    “Did he treat the princess as the same?”
    “No. She was treated as you would expect a prisoner of her status to be treated. It was only when she got with the healer did she face true threat.”
    “How so?”
    “ Your   representative fed   your   female food that was tainted. She did not know and shared it with the princess. They all fell ill. If not for Bronwen’s strengths as a healer, one of great future power if her gift has not been too damaged by Ramorakin, they would have all perished. Remember that. She sacrificed a great deal to protect your niece. And the princess. Your entire kingdom is in that small girl’s debt. And she has yet to be recognized.”
    “She will be.” He would treat her as the queen of his people should be treated. All would love and revere her. He would see to it.
    The Laquazzeana laughed. “Oh, Koios Bhre Lothicanos, you have much to learn, do you not? She does not want reverence; she does not even want recognition. The girl hungers for safety and her mate to love   her.”   The laughter died on the air. “Yet you are not yet capable of