While holding Caelum in her arms, Lethia stared at her trembling hands, drenched in his blood. Her breath hitched when her eyes met the silver dagger embedded in him. And the bitter stung harder because the one who did it was the only person she trusted.
She could feel Caelum's body growing heavier against her, the telltale sign his strength was slipping away. They both collapsed to the floor, and Lethia scrambled to cradle him in a sideways position, desperate not to let the silver blade push in deeper.
"Cael… what…" Her voice broke off as blood burst from his mouth.
"No… No… Caelum!" she screamed in panic, her entire body breaking out in chills as his warm blood stained her chilly hands.
"Help… doctor… no…" she rambled, wide eyes darting to the three bodyguards engaged in a brutal fight with Terressa.
