Royals Rise by K. Manna

Author:K. Manna [Manna, K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: K. Manna
Published: 2017-03-10T06:00:00+00:00

Ugh, this day has been the longest day ever.

Healing practice had been really difficult for all of us. Healing bone back into its proper joint was hard enough, and then when that was finally accomplished, you had to heal the muscle and ligaments, too. Freakin’ hard, dude. It was our longest practice ever, causing us to miss our original lunchtime. Bree and I struggled into the afternoon, making Eugene more than a little concerned. Eventually, he sent for Sonya to come down just in case we needed her “assistance,” as he called it. But Bree refused to let Sonya help her because she wanted to do it all by herself, whereas I almost broke down, but only because I had raging hunger cramps. In the end, I fought through it all on my own. Before I ran off for lunch, Eugene stressed that tomorrow would probably be another long day since he wanted all three of us to practice on each other. All I could think about was filling my face with food to ease the pains in my gut.

Later that evening in our room, I asked Lottie, “So should we get rid of that mole on your back?”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah, Eugene has been bugging us to practice more on others,” I mumbled, rolling over on the bed.

Lottie took a water bottle out of the refrigerator and sat down next to me. “Yes. Duh, let’s get rid of this ugly thing.” She pulled her shirt up in the back. “I scratch and pick at it all the time, but the stupid mole is still there. I think you should use nail clippers to cut it off.”

“Me?” I asked.

Lottie looked at me like I didn’t have a clue. “Well, how do you expect me to cut the mole off when it’s on my back? I don’t have eyes in the back of my head.”

I shrugged. “Fine, go get the nail clippers then.”

Oh, I get to play Sasha now. Hurting people.

Returning from the bathroom, Lottie handed me the nail clippers. “Here, and do it quick.”

“I will, I will. Now sit still.”

I found the small squishy mole on her lower back near her spine. With the clippers poised over the mole, I asked, “Are you ready?”

“No, but do it anyway. I’ve wanted that dumb thing off for years.”

PINCH.

Dammit. It didn’t all come off.

PINCH … again.

“Ouch!” Lottie yelled.

“Well, it’s a stubborn mole, just like you. What did you expect?” I joked.

Blood began to bubble from the small wound, so I grabbed a tissue to dab at it. I didn’t want blood to get on her clothes or—more importantly—my bed. Covering the wound with my hand, I imagined purple healing light sewing the skin back together, heat streaming quickly from my hand onto her skin.

Lottie arched forward, murmuring, “Oh, it’s hot.”

I pulled her back in place by her shoulder. “It’s part of the process, girlfriend.”

And voilà! No mole or scar visible whatsoever. Even after all this time, healing anything still surprised me, and even more so Lottie. She rubbed her hand across her back and then jumped up, running into the bathroom.

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