Chapter Twenty-Four
“Paired up, like oxen yoked to move as one, so onward with that burdened soul I went, as long as he—my dear, kind sir—allowed.”
― Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy
“They drugged her? But why? She wouldn’t have caused any trouble. This is Emma we are talking about,” I said to Ronan, afraid that we got here way too late.
“I have no idea, Maxine, but she has a lot of drugs in her system, more than she should. I don’t have the right potion with me. Maybe we should leave without—”
“No, we are not leaving her like that. Please go and check on Zach. Maybe he can help me with Emma. I hope he’s lucid enough to walk.” I tried to lift Emma off the bed. This was crazy. I wasn’t strong enough to carry her through the main ward. This would raise a lot of suspicion and there wer
