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You’re not allowed to die so easy

The Beast nodded, placing its hand on Favian’s shoulder

It was the first tihed blood, just like Peter had, and the sheets were covered in it Between the coughing and heaving, Favian had been trying to say so for some time

Mara watched from his place on the floor He’d do whatever Favian said The Shadow Master said he had to, but Favian would have to ask him first Favian looked in Mara’s eyes every so often, but never for long

“Get,” Favian whispered “Doctor”

Mara sighed, got to his feet, and went out into the corridor He knocked on a few doors before so boobs in a top that barely held them in

“Favian wants a doctor,” Mara said, then walked aithout waiting for a response He returned to his spot on the floor and waited Favian had nothing else to say

The doctor arrived and looked like he’d been dragged out of bed – still half asleep with his hair all over the place He seeod Why wasn’t I called sooner?”

He needs to suffer Mara shrugged

The doctor tried to pull up Favian’s shirt, but Favian fought to keep hinosis It is of the utmost importance”

Favian puked blood onto the doctor’s arms, then lay back and moaned

After a pause, the doctor slowly lifted Favian’s shirt, then gasped as he stepped back “I ather my equipment” The doctor stumbled out of the room “He has the Wane, stay clear,” he shouted in the corridor

Mara stood Favian’s skin was covered in the same red lumps Peter had The Beast knehat I wanted Kneanted him to be sick

“Get… led breaths “The… horse… back… door”

Mara stood for a while and waited for Favian to say what he always did about there being no wine to be drunk He didn’t say it