“You will all regret this!” I swore into the wind, my heart burning with a new, dark rage.
I managed to drag my boxes to the road just as the carriage I had summoned arrived. The driver, a beta from a neutral territory, hopped out. “Apologies for the delay, Lady.”
“It is fine,” I muttered, pulling myself into the seat.
He stared at the blood soaking my dress. “Are you still heading for the Great Border?”
I shook my head, feeling lightheaded. “Take me to a healer first.”
I leaned my head against the glass, and the world went black.
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The next thing I knew, the steady thump-thump of a heart-monitor filled my ears. I was in a clean, white room. I tried to sit up, but a sharp spike of pain shot through my arm. My boxes were stacked by the bed.
The door creaked open, and a healer in a white coat walked in. “Lady Rhea, how are you feeling?”
“What happened?” I groaned. “The last thing I remember was the carriage.”
The healer nodded. “You lost consciousness. The driver brought you straight to us.”