so I could
do nothing."
Binda frowned as
she thought about the dragons. Not only did they need more medical aid, but
they also needed more females.
"What about
the dragons? They didn't do anything wrong and lost all their women. With only
us five, they will still die out."
The Goddess
moved to stand in front of her and stroked her hand down Binda's hair. With
that one touch her mind was filled with visions of her time on Feury. She’d
been so selfish and hurt everyone. Looking on from above she saw how hurt her
friends were when she sat at the other end of the table for breakfast. Time and
again she’d pushed her men away, hurting them each time.
“I didn’t mean
to, Goddess. I didn’t mean to hurt anyone, especially not those I care about.”
Binda looked up
through her tears into the Goddess’s black gaze, and the shelf in her mind
shattered, releasing all her emotions at once. With an agonized scream she fell
to the floor.
****
Night fell, and still Baxter had no word from Zane. He was more than a
little concerned, but Skye had woken and required his attention.
"So how bad
am I?"
He moved to
stand at the end of her bed.
"Let's
start at the bottom and work our way up. You've badly twisted your left ankle,
and your left knee cap has been knocked hard enough to make it loose. Both
those injuries will need to remain strapped for some time. Your right leg
escaped with only some bruises and scrapes. Your ribs are bruised, not broken,
so it's going to hurt to breathe for a while but they'll heal up fine. Your
right wrist is fractured. I've set it, and we'll have to keep an eye on it as
it heals. Your left shoulder has a nasty cut, which required stitches. You'll
need those out in another couple of days. Thankfully, your spine is fine.
You've got a nasty bump on your forehead, which is the cause of your memory
lapses. Due to your concussion you're going to have to be closely watched for
the next day or so. You've been unconscious for just over a full day, and we
need to be sure your condition doesn't worsen. The scans didn't show any
internal bleeding or brain swelling, but we can't be too careful."
Skye really was
lucky to not have done more permanent damage—like break her neck—with the fall
she'd had.
"Can she
leave the clinic yet?"
He turned to
respond to Calix. "Skye needs to be on bed rest for the next day, but she
can do that in your chambers just fine. I'll come and check on her in the
morning to make sure she's progressing as expected."
"Excellent.
Let's go."
Baxter stood
back as the clinic emptied. He called out to his brother again telepathically
and received no response. Something was very wrong.
Dimitri, Binda went missing earlier this afternoon,
and Zane went after her. I've not heard from him, and I can't get a telepathic
response.
Meet me in the foyer, Baxter. I'm on my way.
Baxter rushed
out of the clinic to meet with his clan leader. When he reached the foyer,
Dimitri stood with not only Max and Eilagh but with a dozen other warriors.
"With it
being dark we need to be quick about locating both of them. Baxter, the other
warriors will follow your lead. Please keep me informed of your progress, and
we will wait here for your return. I understand Skye is awake and with her
males, so you can focus completely on your family."
With a nod
Baxter raced from the castle, his throat too dry to speak. The sour feeling in
his stomach was worsening with every breath he took. With a flash he was in
dragon form and tried to find either his brother or his Desired. He couldn't
feel Binda at all, and that had him feeling woozy from fear and dread. Zane's
presence was weak, but he could feel him well enough to locate him.
I can't sense Binda, but Zane is weak and on the
cliffs to the west.
He'd sent the
message to everyone near him and didn't wait for a response before he took
flight. Please Goddess, let Zane and
Binda be alive. Anything else I can fix. Just let them
both be breathing.
Fortunately,
do nothing."
Binda frowned as
she thought about the dragons. Not only did they need more medical aid, but
they also needed more females.
"What about
the dragons? They didn't do anything wrong and lost all their women. With only
us five, they will still die out."
The Goddess
moved to stand in front of her and stroked her hand down Binda's hair. With
that one touch her mind was filled with visions of her time on Feury. She’d
been so selfish and hurt everyone. Looking on from above she saw how hurt her
friends were when she sat at the other end of the table for breakfast. Time and
again she’d pushed her men away, hurting them each time.
“I didn’t mean
to, Goddess. I didn’t mean to hurt anyone, especially not those I care about.”
Binda looked up
through her tears into the Goddess’s black gaze, and the shelf in her mind
shattered, releasing all her emotions at once. With an agonized scream she fell
to the floor.
****
Night fell, and still Baxter had no word from Zane. He was more than a
little concerned, but Skye had woken and required his attention.
"So how bad
am I?"
He moved to
stand at the end of her bed.
"Let's
start at the bottom and work our way up. You've badly twisted your left ankle,
and your left knee cap has been knocked hard enough to make it loose. Both
those injuries will need to remain strapped for some time. Your right leg
escaped with only some bruises and scrapes. Your ribs are bruised, not broken,
so it's going to hurt to breathe for a while but they'll heal up fine. Your
right wrist is fractured. I've set it, and we'll have to keep an eye on it as
it heals. Your left shoulder has a nasty cut, which required stitches. You'll
need those out in another couple of days. Thankfully, your spine is fine.
You've got a nasty bump on your forehead, which is the cause of your memory
lapses. Due to your concussion you're going to have to be closely watched for
the next day or so. You've been unconscious for just over a full day, and we
need to be sure your condition doesn't worsen. The scans didn't show any
internal bleeding or brain swelling, but we can't be too careful."
Skye really was
lucky to not have done more permanent damage—like break her neck—with the fall
she'd had.
"Can she
leave the clinic yet?"
He turned to
respond to Calix. "Skye needs to be on bed rest for the next day, but she
can do that in your chambers just fine. I'll come and check on her in the
morning to make sure she's progressing as expected."
"Excellent.
Let's go."
Baxter stood
back as the clinic emptied. He called out to his brother again telepathically
and received no response. Something was very wrong.
Dimitri, Binda went missing earlier this afternoon,
and Zane went after her. I've not heard from him, and I can't get a telepathic
response.
Meet me in the foyer, Baxter. I'm on my way.
Baxter rushed
out of the clinic to meet with his clan leader. When he reached the foyer,
Dimitri stood with not only Max and Eilagh but with a dozen other warriors.
"With it
being dark we need to be quick about locating both of them. Baxter, the other
warriors will follow your lead. Please keep me informed of your progress, and
we will wait here for your return. I understand Skye is awake and with her
males, so you can focus completely on your family."
With a nod
Baxter raced from the castle, his throat too dry to speak. The sour feeling in
his stomach was worsening with every breath he took. With a flash he was in
dragon form and tried to find either his brother or his Desired. He couldn't
feel Binda at all, and that had him feeling woozy from fear and dread. Zane's
presence was weak, but he could feel him well enough to locate him.
I can't sense Binda, but Zane is weak and on the
cliffs to the west.
He'd sent the
message to everyone near him and didn't wait for a response before he took
flight. Please Goddess, let Zane and
Binda be alive. Anything else I can fix. Just let them
both be breathing.
Fortunately,
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