While parking some clothes for Fortune, Drussilla's mind couldn't get the thought of what happened out of her head.
A deep frown marred her forehead when she felt a kind of way in her body.
She subconsciously rubbed the right side of her neck because she felt an abnormal itchiness.
"What's going on?" She muttered to herself and stood up to go check what was wrong.
She went into Fortune's private restroom and stood before the mirror. She carefully lifted her hair to check her neck and lo and behold, there was a black root-like mark like veins on the right side of her neck.
A light gasp escaped her lips at the sight.
When did another mark resurface?
Reginald healed her so how come?
What was going on?
The more she stared at the mark, the more she prayed it wasn't something dangerous.
But who was she deceiving? It was abnormal to get such a strange mark which looked deadly, it didn't look good at all.