The room where Justice was confined in bed, was in dead silence. Justice couldn't even comprehend the situation he was in, after hearing the news about Anne. He couldn't believe it, his eyes looking at Brom, trying to make sense of his words.
"What? What happened? How come the witch was able to get into her?!" He was shouting at Brom making the wound on his head to be open.
"Calm down, son, he will tell us everything, now look what you have done!" The empress called for the healer to treat his wound once again, as she turned her head around, looking at Brom. "You will tell us everything now, right?"
Brom nodded his head, "Yes, of course, let him rest for now…"
"No! I don't need to rest! I wanted to hear everything!" Justice stubbornly refused to rest, even though he let the healer stitch back his wound.
Xavier took a long sigh and even dropped his body to the floor. "It was such a mess! God! If only I was there to protect her!"
