What’s happening to me?! Astrid dimly registered that she was now on the ground, writhing in the dirt as pain lashed out through her body, over and over again. The man they called Raiden was there in a moment, skidding to his knees and gathering her into his arms. He held her tightly against his chest, keeping her from lashing out and hitting anything that could cause her harm.
“What’s happening?” he demanded, looking up at Jace.
Jace knelt beside the two of them and gripped Astrid’s face in a gentle but firm hold, staring into her eyes. “If I had to make a guess,” he said, “I believe that in order to manipulate her mind, Arcann had to take a key memory from her.” He released Astrid, stood, and brushed the dirt from his clothing. “It seems that you were that key memory, Raiden. She’ll b
