Chapter 42

"Thank you," I said, looking for my sandals. I wasn't really in the mood to have my feet pierced by the stones and the broken shards of all the destruction of that castle. I sat on the bed to put on. "If Faye wakes up, let me know that I'm not in danger, I'm just collecting information.”

"She's already awake," he warned, leaning against the wall next to the door. I heard a very characteristic sound of something babbling and holding on for a close look, and I thought if it wouldn't take too much to the walls they would also give in to that mass destruction. Vraxlon watched me get out of bed and explained: "We don't need to sleep. Apart from Jensen, the sin of laziness, who needs to sleep to survive, some just do it to recharge their magic. Faye only needs a few minutes... I... I don't need to sleep.”

"Oh, is it? And how do you recover your lost magic from each day?”

Vraxlon crossed his arms in front of his chest when he saw me taking a few steps to the door, the sword hang