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Without a word Lucian bent over and then carried her up and to the bed. He lay her down carefully and then palpated her puls. "She is alive." He said calmly. What happened to her? Lothaire? Just as I thought of him I felt icy air just behind my back and I knew immideatly that he was there. I turned to him. "Lothaire? What happened to her?" "She is just a bit unwell. I'll take her with me." He walked passed me and to the bed were she lay unconsious. Just when he was about to lift her up Lucian grabbed his wrist to prevent him from touching her. "You are not taking her anywhere." Lucian said sternly looking his father in the eyes. "And why is that?" Lothaire asked. "She is a witch and you are the devil. How do I know you are not keeping her against her will?" For the first time I saw Lothaire looking confused. "You think I am manipulating her?" "Why would a mother not visit her son?"