We all entered the room in the dungeon. Headmaster Motley was the first one to enter followed me, Selaphiel and all the others. We saw that Bellamy was kneeling on the ground wearing white ceremonial robes and Tiger was inside a cage in the middle of the room.
“Why has he been kept in like an animal? Could we not give him a room to stay?” asked Freddie as he looked at Tiger in pain.
“He will soon be shifted to open space and a place where he will know light and comfort, my dear. But right now he becomes very agitated if he is in a large space,” said Selaphiel and I nodded. That was normal. For every creature it was the same, PTSD had its effects for even the ones who have cursed. It seemed that he had taken a shine to Bellamy and was talking to her in monosyllables. Finally when he had n
