Phoebe's POV
"Fiona? Where have you been?" Darius's voice reached me as he approached. I could barely focus on his words - everything felt hazy and distant. He was patrolling this area, I think.
I noticed him glancing toward the direction I'd come from, though he couldn't figure out where I'd been wandering.
The morning was still early for me to be roaming around alone like this.
"This is not safe for you to be alone here. The royal warriors can sneak in and catch you." His hand grabbed mine, and I felt him tense. "Did Reginald know you are out here?"
His words barely registered. The drug coursed through my system, and I took a deep breath. The cool morning air felt incredible against my skin. I closed my eyes, feeling myself start to fall.
"Fiona!" Darius caught me, and we both tumbled to the ground. He hadn't expected me to stumble on the flat surface and lost his balance. "What's wrong with you?"
