They had told her that he was fading. He was a whisper from death. The Healer said it was the worst case of magic depletion he had ever seen.  If he recovered, his magic would be gone forever, little better than a squib. He hadn’t responded to any of the treatments the Healers had tried; he remained in a coma, unresponsive. His body was rejecting magic. After what had happened, she could understand.