On the hour before the last drop of rain fell from the skies, Altair Blackwood awoke, his eyes trembling as he struggled to open them. The pungent stench of medical herbs emanated from his flesh.
"What happened?" he strained, sensing an unfamiliar presence in his room.
"Young Master Nox," said Kegan softly.
His features were blurred, but Altair could vaguely remember his voice. 'He was the one from House Nier.' he told himself, staring unblinkingly at the stranger.
"Your eyes are dilated. How are you feeling? I—" Kegan frowned at the sudden sense of foreboding. He gulped, sensing the Regal Aura emanating from the Young Lord before him.
