(Daniel)
I wake up a few hours later, my body still aching but functional. Varek's healing did enough to get me moving. The wounds on my wrists are closed, just pink scars now.
I need to face Magnus. Need to tell him what happened before he hears it from someone else.
'This is a terrible idea,' Varek says.
'I don't have a choice. Better he hears it from me than finds out I've been hiding in my room.'
'He's going to be furious.'
'I know.'
I wash the dried blood off my skin and change into clean clothes. My torn ones go in the corner. Evidence of my failure.
The walk to Magnus's office feels longer than it should. Each step brings me closer to admitting I couldn't do what I promised.
I knock on his door.
"Enter."
Magnus is at his desk, reviewing papers. He looks up when I walk in
