We came to a stone archway covered with emeralds, which immediately lit up with a blue flickering light.
A portal. But where does it lead?
– Follow me," the lion commanded and disappeared into the portal.
But we were not given even a second to think: the jailer roughly pushed Evans and me into the blue glow, and in a moment we were in a huge, bright hall with dozens of high-ceilinged windows with multicolored glass, which made the hall seem incredibly mysterious and even cozy.
"The ring!" – I remembered, and glanced at the emerald Derek had given me: surprisingly, it was calm and unburned. Had it stopped working? Evans and I were in danger!
Then, as I looked around the huge throne room, I noticed that there was no one in it but me, Evans, and the lion. The lion Kungen was seated on a high, golden throne cut with blue veins of some liquid metal. Next to it was a lower throne, but just as magnificent.
Suddenly, my stomach ached as if my stomach had been kicked by a strong man's leg, and I gasped.
– What's wrong? Sylvia, are you sick? – Evans asked, leaning in close to my face.
– Can I… Can I ask you to let me sit down? – Instead of answering my friend, I turned to the lion, barely getting the words out of my mouth.
– She needs a chair! – Evans said firmly. – Come on, Kungen, you're not so cruel that you're going to let her take this pain standing up!
– A chair for my guest! – King Jakub's beautiful velvet voice suddenly filled the hall, a snap of his fingers, and a chair appeared behind me.
Without a word of thanks, I hurriedly sat down, put my palms to my stomach, and closed my eyes. It must have been Lucifer's golden mark that was causing me this pain. Was its creator unhappy that I was away from my spouse? If not, what could it be?
The pain became even worse, and I screamed loudly. I felt as if I had been pierced with a sharp blade, as if my insides had been cut into small pieces. But after a moment, the pain was gone as suddenly as it had come. It was as if it hadn't been there.
– What's wrong with me? – I whispered, amazed at my own condition and behavior.
– Vit said something bad had happened at home. – Nord, my black raven henchman, whom I hadn't seen in a long time, came down on my shoulder. His appearance pleased me, but the raven's words made me wary.
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