Chapter Forty-two (You Lost Me)

Eirika's eyelids slowly fluttered open, she felt groggy and disoriented. Blinking a few times, she tried to get her bearings and remember where she was. As her vision cleared, she saw that she was lying in a bed in a dimly lit room, surrounded by unfamiliar walls and equipment.

As she tried to move, she felt a sharp pain in her shoulder, and memories of the black wolves' guards accosting her and Nigel in the woods came flooding back to the point when Arric held Nigel by the neck, threatening to kill him. And then the knife that had come out of nowhere at her, causing her to faint.

"Nigel!" she called in a renewed panic. Her breathing felt labored, her chest was tight and congested she was certain she had caught pneumonia in that bloody cold cell.

"Eirika," she heard his voice and looked in that direction only to feel something sharp piercing her upper arm. She jerked away in reflex, knocking off a syringe from the thin, tall man on her left side. She almost fell down from the bed