MagnusI was deeply troubled. Not because Olivia was dead, no, Erina was my concern. She kept insisting that it had all been a dream, a nightmare. I called the healer to give her a sedative and sat with her until she slept. My mate, my perfect mate. Her face, a picture of innocence, the face of an angel. It never ceases to amaze me how untouched she looked despite everything. She mumbled something in her sleep and turned over onto her side. I pulled the covers over her shoulders, leaving her to sleep, but I locked the bedroom door behind me. Hein waited for me outside. The wind howled around the stone walls, a sound of grief. It pulled at my clothes, tore at my hair like desperate fingers. Hein wore a grave expression.“Is she alright?” he asked.I had to remind myself it meant nothing. His concerns were platonic, just those of a friend.“She’s sleeping,” I replied. “We have to keep this contained, Hein.”“Yes, my king.”We walked side by side to the dungeon, bowing into the angry w
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