"No... It can't be. Why would I –" It seems to come back to her then. She clutches the sides of her head, lips trembling. "I hurt him...? Why did I do that...?"
"Your highness, try to stay calm."
"How is he? Is he okay?"
Lucem nods. "He's fine. Lay will make sure of it."
"I didn't mean to – I don't know what made me –" She starts to cry, and it makes Lucem feel useless. "I'm sorry..."
"It's not your fault. Chanjyushir doesn't blame you."
"But why would I do something like that? What's wrong with me?"
He can't really answer that, though he doesn't believe there's anything wrong with her. He grimaces, placing his hand on her arm. "Can you tell me, what you remember? Anything at all."
The sorceress sniffles. "Chanjyushir was showing me. Fire."
"Yes, and then?"
