Alaric stepped out of the library into the courtyard.
The moment the fresh air hit him, his hand went to his head. Pressed against his temple where a dull throb had started building.
He sighed. Long and heavy.
"I need to get this checked out."
The words came out quieter.
He started walking with no clear destination yet. Just needed to move, to think through his options.
The academy had healers in the medical wing on second floor of the administrative building.
He could go there, let them examine him, maybe get something for the headaches and exhaustion.
But what would he tell them?
I can't sleep because I'm having vivid nightmares about being chained in darkness, and my eyes glow red, and I might have lost several hours of memory last night?
They'd either think he was insane or they'd start asking questions he couldn't answer.
And if whatever was happening to him was connected to his system, or,to things that he doesn't know.
No.
