The healer came in the next ten minutes. However, Pierre had become conscious by then. He simply gave him a glass of green liquid and left after checking.
"Father you should rest now," said Dmitri. "Don't go out anywhere. I will ask others to help me."
Pierre propped up on the bed with the help of Cora. He looked at Dmitri and said in a low voice, "I don't know what happened to me there. It was as if suddenly my body was possessed by someone else."
Isidorus cringed. He narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean?" This was dark magic. Wizards who practiced dark magic were expelled from the kingdom or imprisoned.
"I heard someone whispering inside me," Pierre answered hoping that he sounded normal. He looked at Cora who was listening to him with wide eyes.
"Pierre, you need more rest," she said, keeping her hand on her chest.
Pierre lowered his head. He knew he sounded insane.
"What did you hear, Pierre?" insisted Isidorus.
