Chapter 83: Wandering Soul

"How did Ragnor get it?" Peter thought as he stared at the glowing ring on Clara's finger.

Clara moved slightly and Peter covered her with the sheets making sure she was warm. He was hoping she would open her eyes by sunrise.

Peter sat on the only chair he had in his room hanging his left leg over the armrest of the chair. He closed his eyes to rest for a while.

In the palace Nyota has gone silent, exhausted from crying. She sat on the floor behind the door with no expression. Her face was puffy and her eyes red. Her hand which was wounded from her continual banging on the door was healing.

Siku's mother was lying on the bed in her room staring at the roof. In her mind, she wanted to wake up from the nightmare she was having right now. This wasn't the result they were expecting.

Maddox, sat on the sofa looking at his daughter lying on the bed motionless. It was half an hour past 4 a.m. and the skies had not quieted down.

San Francisco, 5 a.m., the butler was awoken from his sleep b