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Chapter 10

Lucien

"You don't suppose she's awake now do you sire?" Gustav whispered carefully beside my ears as the three of us walked towards Alex's room.

"Well I don't know Gustav, what do you think? Can a person SHOUT when she's asleep?!" I retorted sarcastically.

When we were finally at her door, I stuck my hand out and reached for the door knob. I paused for a moment to calm my nerves before turning it gently. Monty and Gustav each took a step back as soon as the door swung open.

"Cowards…" I muttered under my breath. They seem to think that Alex was some kind of a mass murderer. I mean, seriously, could a person of such a skinny frame be capable of murder? Unless she's a witch… Wait, I could not let myself get influenced by the likes of Gustav and Monty. We need a rational person on this trip and I am our only hope.

I entered the room gingerly just in case Alex decided to attack me since her past behaviors have been rather unpredictable. However, to my relief, I saw her sitting at the side of the bed wincing as she tried to stand up. I stood still and waited in anticipation to see her response once she noticed that I was there. And boy did she not disappoint me at all.

Alexandria

After lying in the dark for ages since I shouted for Freda, I've established a few facts. First, Freda's NOT here with me now. Second, I am definitely not at Dragon's Lair since I know the rooms could not smell of chicken soup since they did not serve it at all. Thirdly, my ankle really hurts. And lastly, I am so going to slaughter Lord Cruz for causing my fall, for leaving me here and for making my life so much more miserable than it already was. Once I finished establishing my facts, I decided that the most I could do now was to try and find a way to stand and possibly walk to find help.

Drawing myself into a seating position, I sucked in deep gulps of air to ready myself for the pain that I would face in just about a few seconds time. My whole body was aching right down to my bones and I never felt this way before since I rode for miles with father on our riding trips when I was ten. I lifted my legs and brought them slowly off the bed. Surprisingly when my left ankle touched the solid wooden flooring, I felt no pain at all. That boiled down to another amazing fact that I discovered – I sprained my right ankle. Well, better one ankle than two ankles. Is it even possible for someone to sprain both her ankles? That would be so excruciating.

I winced just before my injured ankle touched the ground when I was distracted by the soft clicking of the door knob. I jerked my head up immediately to see Lord Cruz standing just in front of the door with the same smirk on his face again. My blood started to boil the first millisecond I laid my eyes on his face and reached for the candlestick resting on the side table near me. With every ounce of strength left in me, I threw the candlestick at my unwanted visitor. Perhaps I was too engrossed in trying to hurt him that I forgotten about my swollen and hurting right ankle that I jumped right off the bed during my "attack". It was too late when I realized what I have done and true enough, I got my retribution once more when the same familiar pain seared up my ankle once more bringing tears to my eyes and my knees to the ground. This was officially the most miserable moment of my ENTIRE life.