Beautiful Browns - Part ll

Weeks flew by as I hunted scholars, libraries, packs and everything in my way to find a single answer for my questions. But no matter what I did, where I went, I received nothing. And upon my return to my lands, I found myself walking into the packhouse and in search of that female. The female guard watching over Nesta provided me all the information I needed, and I found myself throwing the door open of her room. As expected, I found her curled up in a ball on the bed. Her head turned at me and my lips were pulled back into a threatening snarl. She had lost weight tremendously, looked sicker and weaker. I don’t remember what I had said to her that day, all I remember is that I was enraged and her dead eyes staring at me.