A hush fell over the room. Even the people who had already experienced Claire’s amazing healing abilities themselves watched in awe as the young man’s wrist was magically healed.
“Your wrist should be fine now,” Claire told the young man she’d just healed. “But you should go home and get some rest. Healing takes a lot of energy out of your body.”
Sabrina was incredulous, her mind racing. How could a useless nanny be a healer? No one had been able to do the things Claire could do since Sabrina’s own mother, the Royal Luna, died years ago.
This just wasn’t possible.
The Gamma watched with his eyes narrowed, as if trying to find the trick. Like Claire was a street magician pulling one over one everyone.
“It’s a trick,” he muttered. “It has to be. This doesn’t prove anything.”
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