"How is he doing?" Ephraim asked the physician.
"He is recovering now with Darcy's blood but he needs a different environment while regenerating. I will need to take him to the mountains."
Ephraim nodded. "Do anything necessary to save him."
The physician gave him a nod and with that, he left king Russell or Richard behind. He needed him alive, for Darcy's sake more than anything but he was also curious if this blood transfusion would work on him and how it would change him.
Sensing something, he went to the west wing of the mansion. The air was filled with blood. Again. Last time Darcy's crew had come back after a few two black dragons had come searching for her. He hadn't liked hearing that at all. It couldn't be the very ones who did bad things to her because he had killed them one by one over the years. So who was it? Someone who wanted to avenge them?
