Head Linth gave me a few days to recover a little. When I woke up, it seemed to me that apart from my head, nothing hurts, only weakness torments me. But as it turned out later, Lane's father drugged me with pain-relieving potions, and as soon as their action was over, I tasted the beauty of broken ribs.

On the second day, Lane brought a small mirror, and at first I didn't even recognize myself. Her hair was visibly darker, and now blended perfectly with the dark circles under her eyes. The face was sharpened, and in general my appearance left much to be desired.

When I blushed and asked...