Frostbite (The Dragonian, #3) - Adrienne Woods Page 0,63
asleep. I kept gazing out the window, praying that the lights of the Range Rover would light up the court yard. They’d been gone for more than three hours now.
Flashes of Nora killing them all jumped into my mind. I shook them away fast as I couldn’t let them get the better of me.
The staff gave the queen some sort of a sleeping potion, she wouldn’t have slept any other way. They offered me a cup too but I declined. I wanted to know the minute they got back if she was dead or not.
Half an hour later I got my wish and the SUV pulled in.
I ran out of my room and wasn’t at all surprised that Cat was right behind me. The dog barked at the commotion outside. My heart was beating like crazy. Something was wrong.
The doors flew open just as some of the staff came out of their rooms on the third floor.
King Helmut entered with Emanuel and a couple of other guards carrying a limp body.
The first thing I saw was the black veins on his face and I knew they’d found her. I followed them to the nearest couch inside the living room and King Helmut yelled for Jeeves.
“I’m here,” I said and crouched right next to King Helmut.
“Get me very hot water and towels. Now.”
I got up, ignoring his tone and ran to the kitchen. I poured water inside a huge metal bowl and heated it up with my hands. The glowing fire inside the liquid took my breath away, it was the most beautiful picture, ever.
Jeeves entered in his night gown carrying a couple of towels. He thrust the towels into my hand and saw them warming up the water. “You’re a Rubicon,” he said and grabbed me and ran back.
The guy was coughing up black ooze and didn’t look so good. “Jeeves where are the water and towels?”
“I got something better, your highness.” He pushed me toward the man. I just looked at him with a huge frown. What was the old fart talking about?
“She’s a Rubicon, she can heal him.”
King Helmut looked at me and then at Emanuel.
“It’s better than our plan, Helmut.”
“Elena, could you please see what you can do?” King Helmut stood up and put his hand on my shoulder.
“I’ve never healed anyone in my life before. I don’t even know how to,” I rambled.
“It’s in you, you have to try. Please.”
I could see it in his eyes, the begging. I couldn’t save his son, but I could save this man. I nodded and crouched down beside the guard. One side of his face was a purple, black color.
“Where did she sting him?”
“His leg,” Emanuel said and my eyes darted to it. Black ooze still poured out of his wound. I closed my eyes and lay my hand on it. I really had no idea how to do this, but I had to try.
I thought about Constance’s healing touch and how her hands always glowed. The minute that jumped into my head, my hands started to become warm. I could feel the heat flowing from my hands into the body that was lying in front of me. The guy started to scream as my hands became hotter.
“Hold him down,” King Helmut ordered. He took a spot right next to me. Our eyes met. “Whatever you are doing, just keep doing that.”
I nodded and closed my eyes again. I really just wanted to save this man for Lucian’s dad. When the guy screamed harder I could hear King Helmut yelling things at him in Latin. I didn’t know what he said but it sure sounded like “Hold on.”
The staff around us that witnessed the horrible deed that had been done to this man all gasped in unison.
“It’s working,” I could hear one of the maids whispering to another.
I wanted to look but I didn’t, I just kept thinking about Constance’s hands and hoped I was doing the right thing.
The guy was still screaming. Suddenly something yelled inside my head to stop, that voice, not Cara’s but another, and I yanked my hand back.
I opened my eyes and watched the men who pinned him down.
“Why are you stopping?” King Helmut yelled at me.
I didn’t answer and just stared at the black and purple fading back to a pinkish color.
The guy was grunting now and I saw the belt in his mouth. Our eyes met and the begging in them to save his life made me want to cry.