Unspeakable Secrets The Alchemist Series (A Dark Medieval Progression Fantasy)

Chapter 34 Documents

Connor woke up on a soft bed in the comfort of his own home. Everything that had happened seemed like just a bad dream.

He sat up without thinking, and a shock of pain pierced his stomach. Far less painful than before, but still there.

He rubbed his eyes and sighed. How could he be so weak? How could he let himself collapse in front of his friends and Korvac? Now someone had practically carried him back here... probably Adelia.

His mind was clearer now at least, and he felt so much more alive. He hadn't noticed how badly his exhaustion had affected him until now. Maybe Adelia was right, and he should've been sleeping more before...

He'd only put additional strain on others because of his own foolishness.

He stood up and stretched. Somebody had changed him out of his clothes and armor. Again.

This was getting ridiculous.

He lifted up his shirt and inspected his scar. It was now just a thin line, and the pain was almost gone. What deal had Adelia made for the goddess to be so generous with her magic?

To go from near death to almost recovered already... he owed Adelia a lot.

Just moving felt easier than it had in what felt like months. Hunger gnawed at his insides, and his stomach growled. How long had he been out? He left his room and went down the stairs.

Papers rustled in the kitchen. Adelia and Vadik sat, hunched over a table piled high with documents. Connor checked his bottomless bag and found everything he'd taken from Bvorn's office was missing.

He stood in the doorway and just stared at them. What should he say?

Should he apologize for falling apart on them? For not listening to Adelia and The Priestess? For ignoring them when they told him to get some rest?

"Are you going to help us sort through this crap, or are you just going to stand there all day?" Vadik asked without looking up.

"I'm glad to see you're looking so much better," Adelia said, "we weren't sure when you would be up. We were just about to have a late lunch."

"What? Again?" Vadik said.

Adelia punched his shoulder.

"Ah, yes. We were just about to have lunch for the first time today. Definitely. Yup. Can't wait for the first lunch of the day. Raise your hand if you're hungry for lunch and didn't already eat," Vadik said.

Adelia shot him a glare and turned her gaze back to Connor. Her intense violet eyes were filled with concern.

Connor smiled.

He didn't need to say anything. He didn't need to apologize, or even talk about what had happened. They were his friends, and that was that.

He was beyond lucky to have them both on his side. What would he ever do without them?

"I'll cook you something, Connor," Adelia said.

Vadik went pale. "Don't you think he's been through enough?" he said, "I can cook if he needs it...we just got him back, and I'd rather keep him alive."

"Your cooking isn't any better than mine," Adelia said.

"Hey, I'm not saying my cooking is great or anything, but the mortality rate is lower that's for sure," he said.

Adelia growled, and Connor laughed "Don't worry about it," he said, "I can cook for myself."

"Are you sure you can handle that?" Vadik asked.