(Asher's POV)
"Mommy!!"
A voice rang out from above, echoing through the ruins of the shattered castle.
That damn brat! Interrupting my moment of kissing her mother!
I pulled away from Rose and glanced up. Despite my irritation, I was relieved—she had survived.
Evelyn flew down and embraced her mother tightly before shifting her gaze toward me. "The human! She's... she's about to die!"
"What?" My eyes widened. Wasting no time, I leaped toward the castle and sprinted to where Seraphina had been.
And there she was. Lying on the cold stone floor, unconscious.
A wave of panic shot through me as I dropped to my knees and checked her pulse. It was there, but faint.
Gently, I lifted her into my arms and dashed back outside where l saw Draegonoth's men bowing before Rose in surrender.
"Rose. Can you do something? Can you heal her?" I asked desperately.
I wasn't about to let Seraphina die after everything I had done to save her.
