Flashback ( PDFDrive )

“Does that mean Fitz is having nightmares too?” she asked, hoping
the sedatives weren’t trapping him in some mental horrorscape.
“No, his echo is in his heart,” Lady Zillah reminded her. “It will
likely affect his pulse. And perhaps certain feelings—and those will
slow his recovery. But as I said, the shadowflux that touched him was
far less angry. There’s a strange sort of triumph mixed in. Was he
harmed to punish you?”
“And to convince me to cooperate,” Sophie added.
“That makes sense. The triumph tempers the rage, making the echo
far more tolerable. His will fade faster than yours.”
“But they will fade,” Edaline verified in that voice parents often get
when they’re trying to sound calm—and failing completely.
“Mostly, yes. Some tiny remnant will always remain. Think of it like
scar tissue.”
“But scars are harmless,” Elwin noted.
“When the echoes fade to that point, they will be,” Lady Zillah
promised.
“And in the meantime?” Edaline asked. “Isn’t there anything you
can do?”
“I’m sorry,” Lady Zillah said.
Sophie reached for Edaline’s hand. “It’s fine. I’m a pro with
nightmares.”
“I’m sure you are,” Lady Zillah told her. “I feel tremendous strength
in your shadowvapor.”
“Forgive my ignorance,” Magnate Leto jumped in, “but I’m trying
to understand. If the echoes will eventually fade, it seems like there
must be something that would speed that process along. Some trick of
light—”