Lucius POV

“You can tell me what the hell is wrong with you?” Lucian screamed, trying to get my attention.

I focused on the rough terrain, trying to get his voice out of my head. There was something that had to be done, even though I was not told about it. The voice at the back of my head kept ringing with so much intensity, straining out Lucians and both voices threatening to take away the little sanity I had left in me.

I wasn't so sure if it was the trip to Mordor that had caused the stress that I was feeling in my head right now, or if...