89. Mask's nightmare

[Kazeal’s POV]

“Why aren’t you waking up, sister? It’s already been a whole day…” Reese sat beside Diana.

Why was he talking to her? She was clearly asleep and couldn’t hear him.

Fire crackled as the silence of the night was filled with the melody of the nocturnal.

“Prince Reese, her fever has gone down and as prince Arran said, she isn’t poisoned. She has been through a lot. We all have. Maybe she is having a good rest. You should rest as well,” Devon said, placing a banana leaf that had several fruits beside Reese.

Devon might be the only practical one out of all of them.

“But why do I feel like something isn’t right? What exactly did that serpent do to her?” Reese said in a low tone, stroking Diana’s hair.

Devon glanced at Diana, then looked away as if he was committing some crime by stealing glances at her.

I sighed and averted my attention. I was resting on the higher slope of the bank at some distance from the others.

I was better off without the kind of attention I go