SPELLBOUND

Chapter 658: Toughest

Gritting her teeth, Evie quickly ordered the light fae to remove the bandages that were wrapped around his wound. It was filthy and was obviously done while being on the run. Not that she could blame him. Since he was behind enemy lines, it must have been hard – impossible even – for him to find a place to hide and rest while tending to his wound. One look and she knew it was him who had done that rough wrapping to save himself. Once the bandages were removed, Evie place her palms over it and her healing magic flowed over and into him.     

As the healing slowly took effect, Evie quickly explained everything to Beatrice.     

"He has been here for more than two days. He must've also been starving since there would not be anything that are edible for him in this place." Queen Beatrice said as she squatted next to Evie, speaking softly. "He needs blood. That way, he can heal faster."     

Evie glanced over at Beatrice. She was right. Zolan must have been weakened to this extent because of that as well.     

"I'll give him some." Beatrice said without any hesitation, pulling up the sleeves to expose her wrist.     

Evie did not expect her to offer Zolan her own blood. "But… mother… are you –"     

"It's fine, dear. My blood would cure him fast and return his strength even faster than anyone else's blood. And I know what you are worried about. There is no need to worry, I will only give him just the amount that is needed."     

And while Evie was still frowning and had not reacted yet, Beatrice bit down on her wrist before placing her now bleeding wrist over Zolan's mouth.     

The blood that dripped down onto his pale lips seemed to have awaken his senses in an instant. And just like an animal dying of thirst, he jumped and grabbed onto the queen's hand and drank hungrily from her wrist.     Googlᴇ search N(o)vᴇl(F)ire

After just a few seconds, Beatrice pulled her hand from his lips, causing Zolan to groan out, still wanting more. His eyes flew open, vivid red, as he was about to attack the Queen for more blood.     

"Zolan!!!" Evie's voice rang out sharply and he froze in his tracks.     

His eyes suddenly widening and cleared up as he recognized the woman he was about to attack.     

"Zolan." Evie called his name again, this time more calmly and he slowly turned his gaze to her. He looked so shocked. As if he could not believe what his eyes were looking at.     

"Your… Majesty…?" his voice was hoarse as he croaked out.     

Evie could not h    

elp but be emotional as she flashed a small smile at him.     

"Yes, Zolan. You're with us again. You're finally back with us, Zolan." She said as she reached out for his hand and squeezed it, letting him know that all of this was real and not a figment of his imagination. She could not even imagine what he must have gone through for the past two days, all alone in the dark with all those monsters swarming around.     

He lowered his gaze to her hand that was holding onto his, then to his now missing other arm. That seemed to be enough to pull him back to reality.     

"You really came and saved me…" he muttered, smiling disbelievingly.     

"You were waiting…" Evie felt her heart squeezing tight. Then she enveloped him in a tight hug. "Thank you for holding on, Zolan. Thank you for waiting for us to come to you!" She said with heartfelt emotions.     

"I promised you that I will not die." Zolan replied, quickly regaining his wits. "And I feel I am not allowed to die yet. Because I know you still need me. I can't leave you alone with those muscle-heads, can I?" Zolan joked as he laugh soundlessly. Evie knew he's trying hard to look and sound fine to reassure her. All her men always does this.     

Evie could not help but laugh at his comment despite how emotional she was at the moment. It was amazing at how quick Zolan was to accept his current reality. She knew he must have been traumatized just by seeing that look in his eyes just a while ago. Not to mention his now missing arm. But this was Zolan. He's the toughest, mentally.     

"What happened, Zolan?" Evie asked. She knew she should give Zolan a little more time to adjust, but every second that passes now were costing them lives. The lives of their comrades and allies. "How were you able to survive?"     

Zolan looked around and Evie knew that was all he needed to understand what was currently going on right now.     

"Evie… I think I should head back. They seem to be in a pinch." Queen Beatrice interrupted after focusing her gaze to the direction of the men she had left earlier.     

Evie nodded at her and Beatrice surveyed Zolan one last time before she too nodded and finally left.     

"I think we should keep on moving while we talk, Zolan. Can you manage it now? I'll have you ride along with me on Onyx." Evie told him.     

Zolan tried to stand. His balance was bad now that his right hand was gone. But he felt much better now after Queen Evie's healing and having some of Queen Beatrice's blood.  &nbs    

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Evie supported him. "I also want to show you how the war is going on so far." Evie continued as she helped him climbed onto Onyx. He was still a little weak. "I'm sorry I couldn't even give you a moment to rest." Evie told him a little guiltily. But she knew that one needed to sacrifice in the short term in order to gain in the long term.     

"This is already considered a rest, Your Majesty." He said with a grin as he sat on Onyx's back. "I don't know anyone else among the guys who are as lucky as I am to be able to sit on Onyx." Then he chuckled lightly.     

As Onyx finally pushed up and lifted off into the sky, Zolan immediately briefed Evie on what had happened to him.