The Dragel's Song II by Chera Carmichael

Author:Chera Carmichael
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: serial, fantasy, magic, dragons, angst, polyamory, harem, elements, creature story

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“Mr. Carson?” A Senior Healer leaned around the doorway leading back into the private exam rooms. “Mr. Carson, if you—ah, there you are. This way, please.”

Benjamin dredged up his polite smile. “Up you go,” he muttered to Neil, slipping an arm around his waist one more time. He walked them over and through the door, while the Senior Healer held it open.

Soon, they stood in a private exam room, while the Senior Healer scanned Benjamin’s ID card to pull up his medical history.

“You said you had a migraine?”

“A mild one—starting a few minutes ago,” Benjamin said, calmly. “If you had a powdered headache solution, I would appreciate it.”

There was a deliberate pause, before the Senior Healer looked up from his tablet to stare at him. “You’ve used it before.”

“It’s my preferred delivery system. Pills are too difficult to swallow and all tinctures and potions taste utterly disgusting.”

“A powdered solution it is then,” the Senior Healer said. He set his tablet down and gestured towards the exam bed. “You’re welcome to take a seat and your friend can have the chair in the corner. It will take me a moment to prepare the solution.”

“Actually, my friend is recovering from a stunning spell that went crazy. If you could take a look at him first, I’d appreciate it. My headache is tolerable right now and I’m very worried about him.”

“…indeed,” the Senior Healer snorted. “Up on the bed then, whichever one of you I’m supposed to be treating.”

Benjamin helped Neil over to the bed and did something with his magic that floated Neil right up onto the bed without a single blink.

One minute he’d been bracing against the exam table and the next he was sitting on it, leaning forward, his hands gripping the edge. Neil gave him another look for that, but he wasn’t about to complain.

The Senior Healer turned around, a small white square in hand, bearing a tiny mound of pink and white powder. “Your headache solution,” he said, simply. “Now, what is your name?”

“Neilson Hewitt,” Benjamin answered. He took the paper square and folded it into a triangle, before placing it at his lips. He poured it under his tongue and then closed his eyes and mouth.

“Scholarship student?” The Senior Healer asked, with a sigh.

Benjamin only smiled. “Help him, won’t you, Landon?”

Landon snorted. “Sit down before you actually pass out on me, and then I’ll have to deal with those bloodthirsty lawyers of yours again.”

“If you’d actually just given me the powder in the first place, that never would have happened,” Benjamin hummed. He opened his eyes, but stayed standing beside the exam bed. “I understand you have to stick to your codes, the same way that I have to have a headache in order to help my friend.”

“What happened to him?”

“Stunning spell. Just like I said.”

“Which class?”

“Magical Arts.”

“The new instructor did this?” Landon began to cast a series of diagnostic spells over Neil—or rather, he tried to. “Would you kindly stop blocking me?”

Neil blinked at him. “I’m not,” he croaked.

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