Flashback ( PDFDrive )

“Alvar won’t even have access to the main house,” Della added
quietly.
“Until you let him in for the big Welcome Home Dinner,” Fitz
grumbled.
“I’m not planning a dinner, Fitz.”
“You will.”
“Please don’t do this,” Della begged. “Let’s not use what little time
we have to argue. Especially since it puts you at risk.” She placed her
hand over his bandaged chest, like she was trying to feel the echo.
“We’ve been so worried.”
“Yeah, I’m sure. Sophie told me how much time you spent here,
waiting for me to wake up.”
Sophie would’ve traded all of her abilities to be a Vanisher right
then—or for a nice tall cliff to jump off and teleport away.
Instead she had to settle for slinking farther under her covers.
“That’s not fair,” Della told him. “They didn’t want us drawing
attention to the Healing Center.”
Fitz rolled his eyes. “Yeah, and it’s not like you can turn invisible or
anything!”
“Careful,” Elwin warned.
“I’m fine,” Fitz promised, placing a hand over his chest and taking
another deep breath.
“You were sedated,” Alden reminded him.
“And you were busy getting everything ready for a murderer,” Fitz
said through gritted teeth. “And you know what my favorite part is? I
bet neither of you have thought at all about the fact that if the
Neverseen hadn’t dumped him, Alvar would’ve been right there with
them when they attacked me and Sophie.”