(Alnitak)
She is not eating. She is merely functioning on adrenaline and cortisol and I wonder how long that will keep her going.
We need to feed her something or she will deplete all her energy.
Carefully, I approach her, placing my hand on her stiff shoulder.
"Amaia, eating will help you focus better. It will restore your energy. How long will you go on an empty stomach?" Amaia halts her actions at my words and turns her head. Shadows of grief are long on her face and it makes Zevran painfully howl in my head.
"As long as I can." She returns to focusing her energy on Saiph.
"Alnitak has a point," Rigel comments. He turns his gaze towards me. "Ask the maids to bring food, I will feed her."
I nod and retreat to give the order for the food to be brought.
Outside when we fed the crystals. I had spoken to one of the Farians. She had said, messing with the dead is never an advisable move. It comes under black magic and it always leaves consequences.
