As it was late in the night, Draven had decided to bring Ember back to the palace, assuring her he would bring her back once Rhian regained consciousness.
"Where is Morph?" she asked.
"He has gone to help Logan with matters of the human clan. He was a commander until now, so he knows things better," he informed her.
The two left for the palace, while Rhian was left in Cornelia's care.
Morpheus took this as a chance not to return to the palace.
The next day, Rhian showed signs of waking up. Silvia informed them, and along with Cornelia, they headed to check on him.
The moment Rhian woke up, his unsettled gaze spotted the red-haired, beautiful woman scrutinizing him. He furrowed his brows in pain and felt the woman checking his wrist.
He shrugged his hand away with the little energy left in him, looking at her suspiciously. "Where is my sister?" he asked, his voice hoarse.
His first concern was his sister—not where he was or what was happening.
