Keeper of the Lost Cities: Somewhere [Completed]

Eight

A/N: This is dedicated to @StickyCarpet for the support they have given me!! Sorry for the late update, I've been busy and kind of discouraged. XD That cliffhanger...

Biana

Broken. Broken. Broken. Broken.

Her brother's words bounced around Biana's head like a mental beach ball.

Broken. Keefe's mind is broken.

Sophie and Linh were crying softly, and Fitz was still wiping tears off his face. Tam had fallen into a crouch, eyes shut tight. Dex's face was white, and--

Crash!

Everyone turned, startled, to Ro. She kneeled by an upturned cot, presumably because of her. Ignoring the elves, she tore one of the legs off the cot and slammed it onto the ground.

Biana's heart was pounding, and she was pretty sure she was involuntarily invisible. Her brain wasn't capable of thinking right now.

Finally, it was Elwin who spoke.

"But...we have Sophie, right? Can't she heal his mind?"

They were all quiet for a moment. Sophie seemed to steel herself. She pulled herself up to her feet, staring determinedly at the broken Keefe lying still in the cot.

"Yes," she answered. "I can."

Before she could move, Elwin held up a hand.

"You're not ready," he told Sophie and Fitz firmly. "I want one of you to hail the Mr. Forkle guy and tell him what's happening first."

Sophie nodded, scrambling to retrieve her Imparter. As the others crowded around Sophie, Biana found her gaze drifting over to where Lady Gisela lay motionless on the cot in the corner. Sandor stood over her, arms crossed, glowering at Keefe's mom.

"What's going to happen to her?" Biana asked him.

Sandor started. Biana realized she was still invisible and the goblin bodyguard had not known she'd been standing there. She blinked back into sight.

"Sorry," she murmured. Sandor only replied with a strained smile.

"I don't know, Miss Vacker," he answered. Biana swallowed, daring to ask the question stuck in her throat.

"Is she even...alive?"

But before Sandor could reply, Magnate Leto burst into the Healing Centre. Biana had never seen him quite in a state of disarray. But he clearly had rushed straight here.

"Wait--why is he here?" Elwin asked Sophie. (A/N: This takes place after Nightfall, so Elwin doesn't know that yet...right? Does he even know Mr. Forkle? I feel so bad for not remembering...)

"Oh...um..." Sophie tugged out an eyelash from her already red-rimmed eyes.

"I'm Mr. Forkle," Magnate Leto told Elwin. Elwin blinked in astonishment.

"Magnate, can we please get to healing Keefe--" Sophie began, her face set in determination.

Magnate Leto held up a hand to stop her. He rubbed his forehead, sighing.

"Yes, of course you can. But don't push yourself. I know you want to save Keefe, but be careful, okay?"

"Okay," Sophie agreed, reaching up to pull out an eyelash. Biana quickly but gently grabbed Sophie's wrist to prevent that.

"You too, Mr. Vacker," Magnate Leto told Fitz. Fitz nodded.

Sophie and Fitz approached Keefe and touched his head.

Then Lord Cassius threw the doors open and stormed into the Healing Centre.

A/N: Sorry, this was sort of a filler chapter and pretty awful...hmmph. I've always thought Biana was sort of an outcast, so I wanted to give her a POV. I'll try to update more frequently!