Chapter 38: A Turbulent Night
Kara's hand flew to her mouth, stifling a gasp as she instinctively retreated from him. His eyes, usually full of color, were now stark white. "Eerik, what's happened to your eyes?" Her voice trembled with concern.
A fearful expression clouded his face, and he hastily departed from her room, leaving her question hanging in the air.
"Your Majesty, what's the matter?" Ramses' voice rang out, following the sound of Eerik's hurried steps resonating through the corridor.
Driven by worry, Kara darted after him, but Ramses caught her arm, holding her back. "I need to go after him," she pleaded, her gaze fixed on Eerik's vanishing figure as he moved farther into the castle. She could see him clutching his head as he staggered across the hall making his way to his chambers.
"Eerik, please, wait!" she called out, taking a hurried step in his direction. Yet, Ramses' grip remained firm, halting her in her tracks.