Alexa woke up swallowing her saliva, in a reflex movement.
But looking at her hands, there was nothing wrong with them, except that they itched a little. She was lying on the bed of the fortuneteller's wagon and looking sideways, she saw her brother Iacintho near the table, feeding Romeo carefully.
Oh, poor Iacintho!
Trying to be pragmatic, if that were possible, she tried to push the issue that, as her brother said, was 'paralyzed', to another moment. She needed to ensure her connection to Alexander weakened enough. And it wouldn't be an unpleasant task! For the first time, she really looked forward to it!
"Iacintho, what happened here during the day?"
Her brother looked up at her,
