#Chapter 49: The Infirmary

Sienna’s POV Lucius took that bullet for me. If he hadn’t, I’d be dead right now. Shot right in the head. But what if Lucius is dead now, in my place? I didn’t want to think about that. Instead of Asher running to my aid — my husband, might I remind you — I saw him clinging to a bloody, terrified Mia across the room. I’d noticed they were both absent at the last half of my speech, and it made my blood boil. Asher and I managed to get Lucius outside, where a huge number of medics had already arrived and were taking people away on stretchers. I wondered how many people were left in there, lying dead. Buried under rubble, or their throats slit. What about the orphans? Had they escaped? Or did they join their parents? If I kept thinking about it, I was going to crumble. Lucius was quickly put on a stretcher, the image of him taking the bullet for me replaying over and over in my mind. He could be dead because o