Menarx gently laid Neveah down on Estelle's bed, stepping back so Estelle could pull the covers over her.
"Veah..." Estelle said worriedly, clutching Neveah's hand.
"Why is she so cold? Her skin is so cold..." Estelle fretted.
"A side effect of the pill, we only use that dose for extreme situations... much like this one, but she will be fine once its effect fades." Everon assured from where he stood.
Menarx's gaze lingered on Neveah for a moment before he turned to fix his dark gaze on Everon, Tara and Dante.
"I had the opinion that you all know better than to agitate her!" Menarx snarled.
"Tell that to Mycroft." Everon muttered in displeasure.
Dante lowered his head in guilt since it was his father in question.
Menarx sucked in a deep breath, running a hand through his hair.
"Why is Neveah even here?! How could you allow her to leave Dune City?!" Menarx demanded.