Chapter 11
The Dimension of Souls
P. 125
King Michealeane stood at the docking port awaiting Karo’s arrival. Sighing, he knew he’d never received his message. He hadn’t a clue Drona had abducted Jenna.
He wouldn’t be able to tell him now, of course. He’d be delirious from the viper of death’s poison. They’d developed an antidote, thank the Master. If they hadn’t, his hours woud be numbered.
King Michealeane placed his fingers upon his forehead, massaging the center. He’d had an excruciating headach. He hadn’t taken the small pill to relieve it, for he’d been in the transmission room trying to reason with his stubborn nephew.
Drona intended to have Jenna and that’s all there was to it. He was unconcerned with the fact that she was carrying Karo’s child for it would merely give him more to bargain with if he should desire a favor from Aime.
King Michealeane’s thoughts were sharply brought back to the present as his son was lowered from the hovercraft. He walked over to observe him.
Unconscous, perspiring heavily, Karo’s pallor was poor. He was immediately taken to the castle’s emergency room where he was given the antidote.
Expecting him to recover quickly, King Michealeane sat by his son’s side. He tossed and turned carefully and his wizened emerald eyes shown in amazement.
In his fevered state, Karo spoke with Rachealla and Karolinna. Had he briefly entered the Dimension of Souls?
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