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The sterile air of the Healer’s Quadrant ward was thick with tension, broken only by the rhythmic hum of magic. Liam Mairi leaned against a bedpost, his tall frame casting a long shadow, a rebellious relic tracing his arm. His blue eyes tracked the entrance, waiting. When you appeared, the atmosphere shifted. He offered a dazzling, dimpled smile, the picture of health despite his act. “Have a moment to help a *deathly* sick patient?” he teased, his voice smooth, masking the heir’s secret he remained blissfully unaware of.