Hades
At the mention of Lucinda, my first reaction was confusion, accompanied by my stomach plummeting, weighed down with dread.
I turned to Eve, the question clear on my face.
She held my gaze, and the anguish there told me all I needed to know. Something truly horrible had happened while I was away.
"It's a long story..." she began, only for her words to be cut short when I started to rise from the bed.
Immediately, she had her hands on my chest, searing my skin, trying to sit me back down. "You are too weak," she protested, her voice firm but tinged with horror that she could not fully hide. "You are going to need extensive treatment. You broke every single bone in your body from that fall. The fact that you are alive..." Her voice wavered when I refused to go down, her breath catching with emotion. "You need to rest. That is an order."
I stopped, everyone in the infirmary looking on with widened eyes. "Red..." I muttered.
