Had I heard her right? Who wasn't dead? Jasper? My heart swelled with hope and tears stung the back of my eyes.
I looked over my shoulder at her.
She'd lowered her arms, my handprint still glowed. Maybe she'd done a counter-spell or something when I was leaving.
"Jasper," she licked her lips. "He's not dead. Th-The dark mages have him."
I raced over to her, crouching in front of her and her eyes widened in fright. "If you are lying to me, I will kill you with my bare hands. No magic. Just me."
"It's true, I swear it," she rushed out.
"How? How is that you know this if you're not one of them?"
"W-We're connected right?" Her voice shook. "They've been sending messages. Nightmares, really. Since the day you left, I've been having them in my head. I can't get rid of them. I can't sleep.
