Victoria
I roamed numbly around the almost empty room, tears blurring my vision.
“Victoria,” Avalon called me, his voice anchored me back to reality.
I looked up at him, without stopping meandering like a lost pup.
“He is alive, I’ve placed him on the chairs in the corner,” Avalon motioned to the place Philip laid. Besides him, Cami was holding an unconscious Henrik.
Now that I could concentrate on something other than my tears, I could hear their weak heartbeat. I reached them with fast steps and hovered a hand over Philip and the other hand over Henrik’s chest.
Delicate rays of light, thin as a hair left my palms. After a couple of weak heartbeats, Henrik’s heart recovered its normal rhythm and he started coughing lots of dark smoke, Cami caressed his face and p
