The loud knocking sounds on the door echoed in the dark room. All the candle lights were switched off, and the drumming didn't stop.
The knocking was the least of Cedric's problems; he could not move an inch. His head was screeching, his body covered with sweat and his gaze unfocused. He was getting punished by the voice again. This time was the worst ever.
"Your Highness, are you in there?" Elias's voice rang from against the door, concern evident in his voice. He needed to inform Cedric and the summons. He knew his master would be more than interested in the news that Eleanor was finally making moves.
The problem was that he had not seen Cedric after his match with Alfonso. He had disappeared from the arena and he thought he was back in the palace. That didn't seem to be the case; he had been knocking for a while, and there was no reply.
