VLADIMIR
“Why isn’t she waking up?” Emma’s father asked, worried to his bone. He hadn’t been eating because his daughter couldn’t eat. “It’s been almost three days, what exactly is the problem?” he was running out of patience and I had to act fast before he decided to take her away from here.
I called the sorcerer and introduced him in such a way Elgin would think he was the royal physician. The sorcerer then told Elgin to leave the room; he had to make some concoctions Elgin wasn’t meant to see.
The worried father hesitated at first, but left eventually. I stayed behind and locked the door firmly after him, after which the sorcerer approached where Emma laid and began murmuring spells.
There were close to fifteen red candles flicking their lights all over and making our shadows danc
