Magnus dropped to plant his feet, preparing to either charge or divert Havard’s attack when it came.
Both polar bears gripped their claws into the fine edges of the stone that made up the floor.
A roar from somewhere downstairs resounded throughout the castle, drawing Magnus’ attention.
Elias!
No!
Magnus turned back in time to see Havard launch his entire body forward, jaw angled for his throat.
Pain shot through Magnus’ neck muscles as Havard’s teeth tore through the flesh and gripped him so hard, he inhibited his airflow.
Havard had him.
Havard tugged and slammed Magnus’ head back against the stone wall.
Warm blood trickled down his back from the base of his skull to join the seeping gash across his shoulder.The blood flow from his haunch continued.
The roar resounded again, louder, closer.
Elias, putting himself in danger.
Ana could already be dead just beyond that door.
Deprived of air and weakened from loss of blood, his vision of the room narrowed, hazy and growing dark.
Magnus received the full force of Elias’ third roar into Havard’s face as he tightened his death grip on Magnus’ throat.
The room went dark as Magnus sagged.
“Release him!”Elias’ clear voice commanded.“Now!”
Havard growled, intent on fulfilling his duty.
“If my grandfather is dead, then I am your King.I command you to release your hold,” he shouted, switching tactics.
Magnus’ would have smiled if he could.
But he couldn’t.
He drifted in the silence of the void.
I’mdead.
Nothing but blinding white light surrounded Analiese Maria Marguerita Francesca Ortega.
Her entire body tingled like she was wrapped in energized, raw cotton fluff.
“You’re not dead.At least I don’t think so,” Antony’s voice filled her head.
“Where are you?”
“I’m here, Ana, but you’re encased in something… well, part of you is encased in something.Like Sascha was when she bilocated.Your body is unconscious and in the king’s room.”
She extended her hands.“I don’t feel anything.”
“I know you said you needed a priest, but Ana is the next best thing.If we can wake her up.”