by SunnyJustice » Tue Jan 03, 2017 3:40 pm
Cadence could swear she was going to destroy everything in sight, and then some. Her telekinesis was going haywire, and she felt like she could've exploded Alastair's head from here. At Guinevere's scream, a crack started to snake up the glass window. Not from the scream, but rather from Cadence's telekinesis, which was stirring up a wind inside the room itself. The door slammed shut of its own accord.
When Blaze was finally done, Cadence directed her telekinesis to opening the door again. "Wake her. If I find out she suffered from that, everyone in this room will want to beg for a pardon from Queen Solara."
"Alright. See you downstairs, sunshine," Gavotte said with a chuckle as he left. He went to his own room, where he got dressed and ready. Of course, he spent an outrageous amount of time with his hair. He would always get the most ridiculously messy bedhead in the morning.
Once his hair stopped looking like one of Alastair's victims, he left to go downstairs. Gavotte naturally gravitated to the kitchen, where he started humming as he made pancakes.
In the darkness, Cilan almost crashed into Rowan. His cousin was in a terrible state, no doubt, but he seemed perfectly capable of locating Cilan. The phoenix boy simply sighed and let the healer wrap his arms around him.
"What happened to you?" Cilan murmured with concern. He maneuvered Rowan into his arms and started to walk back towards the mansion.
"I'm sorry," Rowan whispered.
When they got closer, Cilan could make out Rowan's face in the faint light from the mansion. "Oh, no," he breathed, before his voice turned to one of anger. "Who did this to you?"
"I'm sorry," Rowan sobbed. "I'm so sorry."
"Sorry about what?"
"I'm sorry..."
Cilan hadn't gone back inside the mansion yet, so he had no idea about the deaths. He just knew he needed to get Tacet. The older healer would be able to fix Rowan, or at least make him sleep. He seemed to be in a great deal of pain.
As soon as he entered the mansion, he noticed the body. "Disgrace no," Cilan swore under his breath. He couldn't believe this was really happening.
He just stood in the front doorway, holding the wounded healer. "I need someone with medical knowledge down here now," he called out. "We have a healer down!"