Chapter 101: Twice in a row? Am I...a Chosen One?
Cass couldn’t describe the feeling that filled his chest at the sight of what just happened.
He felt short of breath, shock tingling all the way down to his finger tips. He looked around him, feeling as if he could barely move his body.
This was true, of course, but the shock was so great that he couldn’t even register what had happened to him prior to his moment.
So much so that he tried to get up, and he fell to the floor, shocked that he’d even done that.
"My Lord? MY LORD! Are you alright?!" Sam’s voice grew extra loud, and Cass had to shake himself, trying to push himself up with his hands but he wasn’t able to. His left hand wasn’t working, and his right hand was sore. Both were swollen, and as Cass stared down at his now clean hands, he was stuck with a sudden realisation.
How the fuck had he done that? Could he do that again?
"Sam." Cass called, his voice raspy and sounded like shit.
"Yes, my Lord?" Sam replied, sounding relieved that he could even hear Cass speak.
"We’re going to have to call a Doctor." Cass told him quietly, and silence greeted his words.
"May I...May I enter, my Lord? Byron will remain away from the door." Sam asked tentatively, and Cass glanced around him. He had not wanted them to see the state he was in, but there were some things that he couldn’t handle on his own.
He felt, even though he was naked and on the floor, the rest of it had been cleared up. He had a feeling Sam had never encountered Lord Blackburn like this before, but there was nothing he could do about this.