Alac laid on the huge bed, his hands underneath his head and his legs stretched to the end of the bed. He had a lot of things on his mind and the most important of it all was now to heal his pet. He would turn at intervals to look at Annabel and sometimes check if she was still okay. He had been unable to reach his Father lately and when they saw he would have the same angry look on. He knew he had messed up and wanted to really fix it back if not for anything then for Annabel and maybe have the conversation with his Father. Malburt...