Chapter 73. Dreams

DAMON’S POV

I still can’t touch Morgana. She’s still asleep. She looks alive. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her more alive. She’s still glowing and it feels like the red light emanating from her only seems to glow brighter with time. Each time I try to touch her, I’m pushed backwards by an electric shock.

I’m scared. It’s been two days. What if she stays like this forever? What if she has been pulled into an oblivion she can’t get out of? What if I lose her?

Robert has been much help in training the humans and most of them can properly handle a sword already. Most of them learn fast and fight like real soldiers now.

I curl my fingers as I remember Morgana’s soft skin grazing mine and I bow my head slightly at the impossibility of feeling her now. I miss her and I want her to wake up.

My eyes are two cracked windows as I stare at her. The chaotic state she’s in. A warm breeze startles my skin and I rub my forehead with my fingers as I walk toward