Blood and Brimstone

RONAN’S POV

I looked down at my arm where Celia had cut me. The bleeding should have stopped by now, but blood was still seeping through the cloth I pressed down on it. My ribs still ached from being thrown against the wall, and I could feel the bruises around my throat throbbing with each heartbeat.

"Celia," I said, my voice hoarse. "Do you have anything for healing? Some kind of potion or whatev