Author's note at the end of chapter.
Editing in progress
"You'll wish you had never spoken.
Because every word you said
Will come back
To silence you." ~Araneae Ruber
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ARCHIBALD STARED at Luella as she took in soft breaths. He smiled warmly.
"You are a really powerful child. We could get spirits and even help from Lord Sephtis." He whispered, brushing her forehead. Archibald placed his head against her forehead.
The door creaked open, and he straightened up.
"We will clean her and get her changed." Brighter offered. He flexed his neck, making it crack in.
"I will appreciate that."
Brighter frowned at the weakness of his voice. "Your grace. You should rest. There is left over blood from Verity, I am sure it would do wonders for you now." She advised.
"That will be great. It sounds really tempting." He muttered. His hair fell across his face. 'Perhaps… I need sometime to myself.'
