It burned. Even after all this time.
I could feel his fire, and his pain when he was hurt.
Sure it was a strain on my body, but I knew a few tricks. Everyone in priestess circles knew something or other…
I was no exception; but this was different from fighting on my own, or healing myself normally. This was a team effort.
So eventually, at first just to assuage his guilt, I went out to fight at his side. This act alone started to end the pain.
The more I fought normally, the less aftereffects I felt, until one day…
The burning stopped.