Chapter Five
“Find me….” Sevron’s voice echoed as Torrin woke with a start, his heart racing painfully.
He was in a bed. Not with his brother back on Caldor. Not in the cage his Vilitos captors had kept him in for months, too feverish and in too much pain to reach out to his twin.
Torrin reached up and ran a hand through his hair. Still shaggy. An intravenous line was taped into his arm.
“You shouldn’t be awake yet,” Juliette admonished, placing her small hand on his shoulder in comfort. “On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate your pain?”
He frowned. “My physical pain is zero. What are you putting into my veins? Where are we?”
“We’re still on the ship we stole. And we’re on Mora Five,” she soothed. “I’m giving you maju water through an intravenous line. Doctor Jorvin and I disc
