The man blanched and bowed repeatedly, thanking Morrough for his mercy and patience as he walked backwards out of the room with visible relief on his face.
“What are you hiding?” Morrough loomed above her.
Her heart beat faster and faster. She had no answer.
Stroud leaned over as well, eyes narrowed in appraisal. “Your Eminence, perhaps if we removed the frontmost section of her brain, we might be able to penetrate some of the memories before the fevers become detrimental,” she said, trailing her finger thoughtfully across Helena’s forehead. “Or it might alter the pathways enough to revert things. I would be honoured to maintain her vitals while you perform the vivisection.”
Terror sliced through Helena as Morrough nodded. Stroud stepped to the side, adjusting the light overhead, as th
