There was a distant gasp that seemed to penetrate my ears as I spat out the last bit of blood. I lay sprawled on the floor beside the pool of blood, panting from the exertion.
'So this was why Lucas had been telling me to keep my shields closed,' I thought as I tried to regain my energy and replay the events in my head. 'The strange voice had been able to penetrate my head. But after shutting it out, it came into his body through the heirloom. What curse was put in this place?'
I kept my shields shut tight. I was only worried about how much had been revealed to the king in his possessed state.
The bed creaked loudly as I heard another pant besides mine. I knew he had woken up, yet my little strength and rushed thoughts prevented me from asking him about his well-being.
"I missed something," he said stating the obvious as his eyes met mine. "What happened while I was sleeping too deeply?"
