Frisca’s POV
I spent the whole night seated on the carpeted floor, pacifying Zain in my arms. He didn’t reveal much of what he had seen that had frightened him so much, that they both ended up hiding in the wardrobe. The cat was also in daze, he had curled himself beside my dagger and closed his eyes. Did Zaphara show them something I didn’t know? I wondered as my nearly wet shirt clung to my chest because of Zain’s tears.
Was it so scary that neither of them wanted to tell me what they had actually witnessed? I stared at my dagger and ordered it to come towards me. The dagger glowed and dragged itself before coming in my direction. Koru opened his eyes and tagged behind the dagger. Why was he behaving like a zombie? I thought as I noticed his glazed eyes that were fixed on the jewel em
