Third Person’s Pov
The next day, the hospital ward, which was usually sterile and filled with the smell of antiseptic, was now thick with the scent of unfamiliar herbs and potions. In the center of the room, Lady Selene moved about. She carefully arranged a circle of dried herbs and shimmering crystals.
Daisy's heart pounded against her ribs restlessly. Her gaze switched nervously between the four beds, one of the quadruplets lying in each one. Their pale bodies lay motionless, their breaths shallow.
The sight of their vulnerability sent a shiver of fear down Daisy’s spine. She had to believe in this ritual. She had to believe that Lady Selene could save them with her vast knowledge and potent magic.
The healers' faces were solemn, and they moved around the circle, their hands hovering
