AGNAR'S POV
Without taking my eyes off the figure on the couch, I said to Sebastian. “Tell me everything that happened.”
He sighed then began pacing the room as if he couldn't contain himself. “She was running.”
I kept quiet, letting him speak at his own pace.
“She was running from someone, away from the house. She ran into the street. I was driving by.”
I looked up at him. “Did you hit her?”
“Almost. I stopped just in time.”
“The bandage round her leg?” I asked, looking at the hurriedly wrapped blood-soaked piece of clothing around her leg.
“Someone threw an arrow at her. She was running from that bastard Roman. She was being chased. I had to cast a cloaking spell for me to get away with her and I couldn't risk taking her to the hospital.”
I looked down at the figure on the sof
