Xanth opened his eyes and saw that his room was filled with a soft pink light that seemed to emanate from the soft walls. He was confused for a minute and then suddenly realized that this was the Gardens of Light and that Tweezel the old spindlebug was standing next to him, a wad of bandages in his arms.
"How are you feeling, Master Xanth?" he chuckled. Xanth smiled back. He was warm and happy, though sharp pains were racing throughout his body. Suddenly he remembered.
"Magda!" he cried, trying to leap out of bed.
"Easy, easy," soothed Tweezel, "she is being taken care of and you can see her when you're better."
"but I am better," complained Xanth, "and I need to see her. I won't be able to rest until I've seen that she's safe." He whined and complained until Tweezel finally caved in. The old spindlebug helped Xanth into a wheel chair and pushed him carefully out the door and down the hallway.
The young librarian winced at every jolt and bump. They turned at the end of the hallway and entered a room similar to the one that they had left. Xanth peered into the deep covers on the bed and saw Magda lying there. Her face was covered in small cuts and a large part of her hair was singed off.
As he bent over her, her eyelids fluttered open. Xanth pushed a stray mesh of hair off of her face and smiled at her tenderly. She returned the smile and then her eyelids closed again and she was asleep. He bent down and kissed her lips carefully.
This done, a wave of fatigue swept over him. He sat back down in his chair and Tweezel pushed him back to his bedroom. As soon as his head hit the pillows, Xanth was asleep again.
The next time he awoke, Xanth was feeling much better. He sat on the edge of his bed and stretched luxuriously. To his joy, there were no more pains in any of his muscles and most of his cuts and burns had healed.
He got to his feet a bit unsteadily and hobbled to Magda's room with the help of a pair of crutches near the bed. When he entered, she was sitting up in bed and laughing. Rook was there as well, telling jokes. When he saw Xanth, he leapt up and hugged him carefully.
"It's so good to see you up and about again, Xanth." he said, leading his friend firmly to a cozy chair next to the bed. "Thanks to Tweezel's miracle potions, you're ready to get up and move only three days after the battle. Oh, and you and Magda are heroes! Everyone's talking about how brave you were, sacrificing yourselves to save the Freeglades. When you both are ready to walk there's going to be a parade in your honor, but if anyone asks, you don't know that yet."
Rook's joy was contagious. Xanth began to laugh, a laugh of pure joi-de-vivre. He was probably going to get his position back, he had Magda's love, his friends were here with him…what more could he ever want?