The Sword of Erren-Dar (Book 2)
“Then the feeble light of the candle that she held in one trembling hand, fell on the prisoner. He was lying on his side facing towards her, his wrists chained to the wall by a long, heavy chain. His face was bruised and swollen and the remnants of his shirt clung to him in bloodied rags. Swiftly, Sareth crossed to him and setting the candle on the floor, knelt beside him in concern. He did not stir, or show any signs of life.
“Vesarion?” she called softly.
Still he made no response.
Tears sp...rang to her eyes. “Vesarion,” she wept softly, “my beloved Vesarion, what have they done to you?”
Iska, leaning anxiously over her shoulder, asked: “Is he breathing?”
Sareth, her heart cold with fear, leaned over him and after a tense pause, said with palpable relief: “Yes, Iska, he’s still breathing but I can get no response from him. I think he has lost consciousness.”
But at that moment, the prisoner’s eyes fluttered open.
Sareth called his name again urgently.MoreLess
“Vesarion?” she called softly.
Still he made no response.
Tears sp...rang to her eyes. “Vesarion,” she wept softly, “my beloved Vesarion, what have they done to you?”
Iska, leaning anxiously over her shoulder, asked: “Is he breathing?”
Sareth, her heart cold with fear, leaned over him and after a tense pause, said with palpable relief: “Yes, Iska, he’s still breathing but I can get no response from him. I think he has lost consciousness.”
But at that moment, the prisoner’s eyes fluttered open.
Sareth called his name again urgently.MoreLess
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