The Eroding Heart

The day I was poisoned, Caleb was on a date with the daughter of the Shadowfang Pack. A subordinate rushed in, begging him to dispatch a shaman to treat me. But he just said coldly, "Unnecessary. Why risk a shaman for a woman? If she dies, she dies." Three days later, my disfigured body was delivered to him. He was the most skilled shaman in the southern territories. Yet he never realized. The mutilated corpse he was examining was the girl he had once sworn to protect.