Ruby:

Yolie:

I'm sitting on the window landing, It has become my favorite place lately. It's already Sunday again. Patrick knocked on my door and asked muttering under his breath if we were going out today. I said no. I'm just not in the mood.

The chapters of the Grimoire these days have been a kind of chronicle on the advance of Alex's military campaign against Persia. The Sorceress speaks of him with growing admiration and looks forward to his arrival in Babylon. Everything seems to indicate that the cave where she lived is right at the top of one of the mountains that surrounded said city.

Someone knocks on my door and I turn surprised because it is open. Alex is reclining against it. Looking at me with a serious face. He hasn't tried to touch or kiss me again and I know very well why.

—I was told you’re not feeling well. - He whispers. - Are you still having a fever?

—No. My temperature is erratic. Now I'm having bouts of cold sweats and my muscles feel heavy. I think I really did catch