Chapter 174
Sheila's point of view
I still haven't recovered from the shock from earlier when I was at the Council. The dagger had burned me. But why?
Adie came up with the umpteenth reason why, but none of it made sense why the dagger burnt me. I plopped down on the bed in
Killian's chamber. I had left the Council and came back home to prepare for the ritual tonight. Even though deep down, I knew
that was just a lie, and I could tell Valerie suspected it. At that time, I just wanted to leave that place.
My eyes shifted to the darkness already lurking outside the window. I should be on my way to the Council now, but all of a
sudden, I didn't want to. I didn't understand my sudden fears these days, it was so unlike me, but I had to admit. I felt so
frightened deep down, and I had no idea why. I just didn't want to go for the ritual all of a sudden.
Maybe Killian was right. Maybe I needed some rest.
I contemplated going to Lorenzo, but I knew the spell he was working on wouldn't be completed by now. I had to wait.
I was pulled out of my thoughts when I felt Killian's presence within me and just then, he walked into the room.
"I thought you'd be gone by now," he said, leaning down to kiss me. Amid everything I was feeling, his touch brought me so
much comfort.
"I will be leaving soon," I said, and his piercing eyes connected with mine.
"You don't have to go if you don't want to. I will let them know you are not feeling well," he said, and I knew deep down he wished
I could stay back instead, but I wasn't going to take a step back because of this stupid feeling I couldn't explain.
"No," I shook my head. "That's tempting, but I have to go. The ritual must be completed and we find out who the vessel is."