Chapter 83

• I was teetering on the edge of losing my sanity. Without hesitation, I bolted from my chamber and headed straight for the south wing, where I knew Freya would be. Relief washed over me the moment I spotted her seated in the corridor just outside the kitchen.
• "Freya, please... call Doctor Caspian Blackwell and tell him to come immediately. It's urgent," I managed between ragged breaths.
• Freya shot to her feet, her wide eyes scanning me frantically for any sign of injury. "A-are you sick? Do you have a fever? Are you hurt?" she stammered, circling me like a protective hawk.