CHAPTER 48

RUBIN

I

slowly creep down the stairs as I hear voices coming from the study, the fire

crackling merrily as two shadows elongated from inside of the room.

“Do

you still hurt? I must help you brew the medicine to get you back to your feet.”

Aeon’s voice drifted across from the room, sounding like an ancient healer as I

watched him fluster around Caelum.

“Mind

you, she really means it, Aeon. When she said she hated me, it’s like a sword

was plunged in my chest and I grew weak. It hurts a lot.”

I

gasp, ‘Did I really hurt him by saying that? He is bluffing,...