Chapter 362: A Stranger At The Door
Callum paced around his bedroom, muttering under his breath. It had been several hours since his dinner with Elise, the sun had already set, and he was still no closer to finding a way to warn Stryg and his friends about his sister.
Callum laughed bitterly. As if I could warn my friends? I can’t even leave this damn room.
He had tried, several times actually. But the enchantments on the room had been changed, probably thanks to Elise’s expertise in brown magic. The same enchantments that had been used to keep intruders out had been reversed to keep him inside the room, a prisoner in his own home.
Elise had also made sure that the guards had confiscated his sword and any potions he still had on him before locking him in the room.
Even worse, his cabinet of potions and alchemical ingredients had been emptied. Not even a single vial was left. His sister had expected him to not betray his friends and had planned accordingly.
He hated to admit it, but his sister knew him well.
Callum glanced at the windows. They were reinforced to withstand the spells, magical arrows, and blunt force. If he was a master mage like Stryg he might have been able to cast a concentrated light beam to melt a hole through the glass… If. If was a big word. And one he couldn’t make possible.
Callum sat on his bed and hung his head in defeat.
I’ve got nothing. Father and Carmilla are dead, probably killed by dragons. Feryd and Ava are dead, killed by my sister.