Who Do You Think You Are?

“I am so sorry. I would never hurt you. It was the summon, it was—-“ He said, a hand cupping her face as he held the girl twin, while she inspected the boy knowing what she had done to him before her sleep.

“I know, Valerick.” She smiled at Valerick. “I know you would never hurt me.” Then she turned to the boy, pressing her forehead against his. “I am so sorry for hurting you. Mummy wasn’t herself.”

She paused abruptly and gave him back to Valerick. “Take them away from me. I need to be checked, I need to make sure that he is not in me totally.”

“He is not.”

“Lord Rosil has to—-“

Rage clouded Valerick’s sight at the mention of Lord Rosil. As if on cue, she rushed into the room, seeing Valerick first, she began to speak, her voice sympathetic.

“Your Majesty, I am sorry, it had to be done——“ she paused when she saw Zezi. “What? How?”

“Check her,” Valerick commanded, pushing down his anger for rationality.