When he woke, it was to the irritation of bright sunlight on his face. Grimacing, he sat up and pushed away the blanketsand immediately winced, swearing loudly. Pushing aside the blankets and sitting up more carefully, he gingerly touched the bandages wrapped around his torso. He could still feel the ache of the wound, but they must have gotten healers to him in time to prevent its being fatal.
So Rofell had been the demon the entire time. Why had he killed Sorin's cousin?
Sorin
Koray looked around and realized he was in Sorin's room. He spied his clothes piled haphazardly on a chest and slowly climbed out of the bed. Walking across the room, he pulled on the clothes, wincing and swearing the entire time. When he was finally respectable, he went to go find answersand Sorin, though why the thought of seeing Sorin sped his heart up he could not say.
The great hall fell into a dead silence as he entered, and Koray scowled at all of them.