Chapter 63

• Bolton pushed open the creaky door of the dim room, only the candle light and the moonlight brought light into the room. His tall figure casting an intimidating shadow over the figure lying on the bed. Garret, his twin brother, lay weak and pale, a sheen of sweat on his neck. The healer was busy administering herbs, but it was clear that Garret's condition was only worsening.
• "Lyssa is here," Bolton's cold, husky voice cut through the solemn air, causing Garret to look up from his bed, pain evident in his eyes as he struggled to sit up.
• "What did you say?" Garret questioned, his hand clutching his chest as he winced.