A knock sounded from behind the wooden door. Seth sighed and pushed himself upright on the bed before speaking up. "Come in, it's not locked." He called out to whoever was knocking. Was it Clara again? Or perhaps Lady Luna? Those two had been dropping by ever few hours, just to check on him.
The door creaked open, and miss Ingrid stepped inside. She had a fierce expression on her face as she closed the door immediately, then clapped once. "Keep us from unwanted listeners," She quickly muttered, casting a spell of silence in the room.
"What's going on?" Seth asked as he hurried to get up. He immediately regretted that though, as his mild headache began to throb instead. "Ow," he mumbled, slowing down.
"Have you remembered anything more?" Ingrid asked with a harsh voice. "Anything, even the finest details are important."
