“Well, whatever it is you want from her, it has cost us our friends. The warlock has the others trapped and he’s demanding the safe return of his mother in exchange for them.”
“Really?” She puzzles, turning to gaze at me in astonishment. “How the hell did he capture them, and what about Troy, is he okay?”
“How should I know!” I explode in rage, my hand rising to my neck when the action produced pain. “Oww.” I squeak, tears filling my eyes when I shut it close and hover my hand above the open skin.
I heard Katrina before I felt her presence, and when she placed her hand on me I had the urge to pull away and continue our conversation. But the throbbing pain of my neck kept me standing still while she healed me, it took her a couple of minutes to finish and when she was done she released
