Elys sped past manors and buildings, and in less than three minutes arrived at the center of the capital. She dismounted from her horse, but then a debris from a burning roof fell down beside her.
Fire raged about the place, and immediately her trauma from the time her kingdom had been attacked turned her cold.
There were people screaming for help, yet Elys was shaking in one place. Although she wanted to help, Elys was frozen with distress. The wails of her people and that of the humans in the capital played simultaneously in her head, making her upset even more.
"Elysianne!"
Elys jolted as she turned to see Aleksander dismounting from his horse as well. He rushed over to her, hovering over her and looking for any telltale signs of injury.
The vampire lifted his hands over to Elys' face, pressing her cheeks in between his large hands. His eyes locked in on her, but Elys looked like she was out of herself, her pupils dilated and shaking.